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So we had a pizza lunch today, to celebrate surviving our busy season. It's difficult to order just the right amount of food in just the right combination of toppings to please everyone, but by god I did my best.

For twenty people, six large pizzas is about one pizza too many, but the variety level is right (and yay leftovers). I got one cheese, one pepperoni, one pepperoni and mushroom, one sausage, and two veggie -- one that the vegetarians requested and the other that I designed to be "Fancy" per request of my boss.

Sam: So the sixth pizza...
Boss: Do they have fancy pizza?
Sam: Fancy pizza?
Boss: Like with...basil leaves and tomato slices.
Sam: I...I don't know. I will check.

So I ordered a pizza with spinach, artichoke, and sliced tomato. Ironically, the "Sam Fancy Special" contains no toppings I find edible. But it did go over big.

Otherwise today and yesterday were both insane, especially because we'll all be offsite tomorrow. Yay for cramming eight days of work into two days of actual worktime. Nothing I like more than having to wear a suit on a Friday, too.

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BTW WRITIN' A NANO.

I was going to use November to work on Tunnel, but it's been fighting me so hard that I'm pretty sure its time is not yet come. I don't know what to do with it yet. I'll get there.

In the meantime, I'm writing Reverend Buddy's Everlasting Life Evangelical Church And Small Engine Repair. I mean. Talk about your awesome book titles. Anyway, it's the novel you were all thinking I was living in when I flew home to salute the death of the last of the Southern Belles. So it'll be a monument to Mama Tickey, I suppose, and an excoriation of Crazy Aunt M. Should be fun. Cheap therapy, if nothing else.

I'm not posting it as I go because it's terrible right now, but to keep myself honest let's see how long I can go posting the first, last, and favourite lines each day.

First line: "Well, this is what I heard," Anne said to me, as Mike brought the beer in. "That the real way to christen a new home is by peeing in the sink."

Last line: And then I had a happy meal from the airport McDonalds, because that's appropriate when going to a funeral.

Favourite line: She's a sociopath. I can say that, because she doesn't read books, so she'll never know.

With my luck lately this will crash and burn after two days, but let's give it a shot.