so here I am...
It's roughly 7pm on Sunday and here I am sitting at work. I've had a sandwich and two bags of chips to eat today, as well as roughly 4 cans of Coke. Suprisingly, I don't feel awful.
The whole work thing's gone pretty well. Things are working and I'm going to be heading home soon. I hope somebody notices. I'm actually recording this on my timesheet. I don't know why I say "actually." I haven't worked more than a scattered hour or two on weekends in a while. I usually just ignore those and leave early sometime during the week.
I got my bike out yesterday, inflated the tires and rode it to work. That was good, even if my legs wobbled when I got off the thing. It's been a while. I didn't ride it today because they're forecasting show (dammit) at some point and I figured it would probably get dark before I was able to get out of here. Lo and behold, it is.
I should think about getting something to eat. I made beef stew in my (reasonably) new crock pot on Friday night. That's a fun thing to have. Considering I usually get fidgety around midnight, looking for something to do, it gives me a chance to make myself something decent—like soup or stew—Friday night and have it ready when I get up for lunch on Saturday and have left-overs the next few days. I can't take credit for the idea. My mom suggested it. She's been crock pot-obsessed lately. I can't say that's a bad thing. Slow cooked meat is the best.
I should get going. My body is starting to demand real food. I think I'll likely stop at Tim Horton's or something. That's probably easiest.