I Flounder.
Breakfast: Granola bar, office coffee. Elevenses: Beet juice with chia
seeds, and chicken terrine, cold cuts, and broiled mountain cheese from
Cafe Presse. Late lunch: Bimimbap and seaweed soup with beef broth.
Clover-brewed Sumatra. I'd make some funny comment, but I guess I'm just
all over the map today.
My coworker, on hearing that I had been to Olympus Spa and gotten the scrub and moisturizing package: "Oh, that's my favorite, too! But I always feel like a big fish. A big white flabby fish, you know, because those women all have such lovely golden skin and here I am in all my flabby whiteness on a SLAB while they rub me down and fillet me."
Then much later, smelling my seaweed soup: "Mmmm. That reminds me, I should get back there soon. It's time for another flounder treatment."
Me, laughing: "Is THAT what we're calling it now?"
Her: "You prefer Halibut Treatment?"
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