The fact that my stomach doesn't believe it. And I've got stuff to do until "lunchtime", the real clock-abiding lunchtime, and not the my-stomach-needs-food-now-or-I'm-going-to-chew-on-your-arm lunchtime. The real task is resisting the vending machine glory that is tiny Dolly Madison mini chocolate donuts. Mmmmm... waxy chocolate....
the only thing better than dolly madison waxy chocolate is hostess waxy chocolate! mmm....nom-nom-nom
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