Eryn is at work this week for an Eagan TV class in the basement. We hang out in the morning and eat donuts from the treat list box, drink coffee and coffee-like cooler drinks, and she reads while I try to make it through the 80 pieces of email I get between 6:00 p.m. and 6:00 a.m. She also drew me this parade of cats on one of my white boards.
During standup, one of my leads told me he saw her in the entry way and said hi. And then he added, and Diane's daughter. And then he added, well not just her, all the little girls, together. And then he stopped to ponder what he was saying and said, "Now I sound like some sort of predator. I'm just going to shut up."
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