Canned meat mastication

Snow! Snow I tell's ya. S-s-s-s-snow.

There is snow on the ground. The wind was ice and it smelled like winter. Hoo doggies.

The below post was actually written yesterday. They cancelled the pizza party due to technical problematicals but our pizza was already ordered so we ate it anyway. I had to do it with my head sideways on the table though. That freaked my coworkers out. Sometimes, my inner ear gets all screwed up from sinus pressure and whatnot and I suddenly get super dizzy. It's relieved only by having my head to one side. I figured I might as well eat some pizza before going home. I'm sure it was disturbing to everyone to watch me maneuver salad into my mouth with my head, sideways on the table. Ha ha.

Speaking of gross things. Count on the train to provide. A woman sat down beside me with her cigarette stinking fur coat. I think she was in her early 40's but looked 80 due to smoking 18 packs a day since birth. Plus, she had crappy headphones for her mp3 player that make every piece of shit song she listened to audible, which drives me mental. Listening to other people's music is one of my main grievances. Agreeably, not the most profound of grievances in the grand scheme of grief however...

So I moved to another seat. Then, as further punishment for mingling amongst humanity, the guy standing in front of me whipped out 2 sandwiches and ate them in a vomit inducing manner. Did I mention they stank? Canned "meat" sandwiches on white buns with mayonnaise and cheese. How do I know? Because I could smell each ingredient most sickeningly. And the lip smacking? Gott in himmel. Smack smack smack, masticating his canned meat and mayonnaise, smack smack. Are you ready to barf? Well I heard it in person, friend. It's still haunting me.