Fuck. I'm so much more likely to eat if I go into work, because I have a rhythm there, and also there's tasty food made by other people. But I've been a literally trembling live wire (uh, literally trembling, not literal live wire. I don't know how to adjust the scope of the modifier for truth justice and the Buffista way) for at least two hours now, and I don't trust myself driving long distances or acting professional in front of people.
Although I still have that hour presentation to give today that I absolutely cannot get out of. And today is Yes-Man's last day. I need to be extra-attentive to that. Fuck.
Anyway, more Gatorade.
ita, I feel like you need a Buffista care package full of Luna bars or something. My inner Jewish mother wants you to eat!
Do you have anything with sugar? Orange juice, maybe? Or any kind of juice? At this point, whatever else is going on, your blood sugar is probably pretty low, which is going to make you shaky and dizzy.
Free tip for today - bedbathandbeyond.com is housewares. bedbathbeyond.com is malwares.
(My immersion blender died last night while I was making soup. Bear with me.)
It would not be right to buy this solely because it is called Ninja Warrior: [link]
Yeah, I don't think I'm chewing anything right now. I'll keep going on the Gatorade for a while and then upgrade to juice, less diluted than I usually drink it.
This has got to be a publicity stunt. NSFW in that it mentions porn, but it only mentions the word, not any actual porn.
Good luck, ita.
My coworker was just saying she was embarrassed by what she was watching on her laptop on the plane, and it was
not actual porn
Isn't Ryanair the airline that recently flew with a window "fixed" with duct tape? (Leading to an emergency landing since apparently duct tape isn't the best way to "fix" a window ON AN AIRPLANE.)
That's a well-run airline.
I spotted several reporters on campus today. The sexual abuse story. [link] I'm not sure exactly what they're trying to find out on campus -- pretty much, they seem to just be interviewing students who don't know any more about what's going on than anybody else does. The reporters are also completely ignoring the Occupy protest, which is going on about ten feet from where the reporters are standing, which is at least somewhat amusing. (I'm sure the general feeling among out-of-town reporters is something like, "You're occupying a student lounge? With couches and heat and a coffee shop and a food court? Whatever.")
