So once in a while... one of the groups has a working lunch. Generally, there are leftovers. Seeing how there were no plates or bowls around, I had to get creative in getting some pasta. Yes, that's a red plastic cup.
Your typical multi-lingual (sorta), speed freak, adrenaline junky, sports playing, plane hopping, motorcycle riding, wannabe pool player, enginerd with a masters (and a business minor), that likes to eat and keep things clean.
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