Today!

[pyat]

I had a topic in my mind to write about, but it appears to have disappeared while watching Sicko with velvetpage. Hmmm.

So, instead, I can talk about how I had lunch at nottheterritory's office. He works in a sort of button-down-fantastic-plastic-corporate-drone place, as you can clearly see.


Here he is bouncing on the secretary's chair, which is an enormous rubber ball. But! Do not let that fool you. It is GREY, like his corporate soul!


Hanging out on the corporate roof deck! I have nothing clever to say about that, actually.

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[doc-mystery.livejournal.com]

The corporate roof deck appears to have a BBQ!

::B::

[pyat.livejournal.com]

No doubt where they cook and devour the youthful souls of new employees!

[nottheterritory.livejournal.com]

Wow - and evidently I was consuming the corporate liquor or something... I look so... stoned or something. Oh well, I was certainly distracted, it's true.

I promise to be more sentient when I visit you for sushi downtown!

[pyat.livejournal.com]

We all know what you grow on those "green roof" dealies, fella!

[anidada.livejournal.com]

There's a green roof on my place of business...

*shifty look*

[pyat.livejournal.com]

This explains the simultaneous ukulele/guitar effort!

[noondaypaisley.livejournal.com]

I prefer the "Action" shot, are you typing with your fist?

[pyat.livejournal.com]

Congratulations, BTW!

[noondaypaisley.livejournal.com]

Thanks. As you know well, there is no feeling on earth like it.