nothing's wrong

I have a nice co-worker who graciously offered me some leftovers form a cookout he was at yesterday. Anyways, with a nod to the Flight of the Conchords' song Nothing Wrong, I'd like to report that there is nothing wrong in my life. Not when free, good food is involved. Wifey may be a little upset that I broke our usual Friday lunch date, but in the short term, it was worth it. Sorry Wifey. Check out this mean meat-filled feast I gorged myself on. It was very nice.



That's some hot wings and blue cheese, and a nice-sized burger with cheese. Yummy. If you can, I highly recommend making friends with co-workers, at least for the free food. Thanks. Taylor.

PS - this is the same guy that gave himself a paper-cut on the lip.