Ok, so no chicken for dinner. After eating my grapes, I had about 100 pumpkin seeds which my boss bought in, so addictive.
Lee and I decided to be un-Halloween like (it happens when you live up two flights of stairs) and go out for a pint, which turned into me having a Montreal smoked meat sandwich that came with chips. Shamefully, I hate most of my chips, as my sandwich was... well, served on a dinner roll. Hardly a sandwich at all, right?
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