I went to visit one of my old teachers the other day in his office with some banana bread I made. He looks like a wizard and his office has a view of the courtyard where I was groped by a security guard once. We talked for a bit about MONA, John Waters movies, my amazing baking skills and other things while he spun slow circles in his chair. The door to his office was closed and we saw a pair of...
I only realised I was doing it when I was halfway through, but yesterday morning on the way to work I felt glum so I googled mushroom pizza and just looked at the images. Some nitwit on a crowded train frowning and looking at pictures of pizza.