You’re Scheming On A Thing That’s Sabotage
The day continued… Everyone from work + Jenn wandered the streets for food.
After some Japanese grub, the office turned into Jenn’s personal dance studio.
The good mood was infectious.
The Beastie Boys provided the soundtrack.
There was mild headbanging.
Spent some time hanging out the window, pontificatin. Ideas tumbled.
Maps were laid out.
Email chimes, well, chimed.
Drama seemed to swirl around, but not penetrate our space.