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Office lunch this week is quite satisfying: leftover soup and cooked liver from a meal with veek, and soup from dreams_of_wings.

Eating food other people cooked makes me happy all over.

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Ten years ago today, I met fennel. Then, we were in a hottub taking a weekend trip together with friends; tonight, we were sitting in Davis Square eating ice cream with some different friends, but it feels oddly consistent.

I wouldn't trade it for anything.