My hair feels limp and greasy.
Tom and I worked all night, but Michael didn't come in the office today. Our new concepts and images are neatly pinned on a board next to my desk. They will have to wait.
Spending the night at the office usually puts a dent in my permanent state of dieting. My stomach needs some serious settling, and therefore a huge lunch of carbs is temporarely allowed.
I sit, daydreaming about my lunch options (pasta, bread, noodles, dumplings, rice, cookies) while waiting for the clock to hit noon.
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