Grapes of Wrath

A very tense day at work. Once again it highlighted to me what the ratrace really meant sometimes. After work I went to a farewell drinks thing at Bar 38, which is such the suit central type of bar. I felt a tad out of place, especially without a camera :)

Anyway, I finally got home, and sat down for a snack of grapes, my favourite fruit snack at the moment (the shops were out of pineapple). Mmm...grapes.

One more day of work...