Going to buy my son a car today. Actually, he'll end up paying for most of it. He does have a paying internship after all. Anyhow, it's a bright red 2008 Honda Fit with 127k on it for $2,500. It seems to be in good shape aside from a couple minor cosmetic issues.

America's Guide to Bill de Blasio.

I made toast for breakfast and then had no butter, so I had no toast. That's where I'm at this morning.

Hey sarameg, given all the doctoring, how is your health?

Aside from the complete tone-deafness of a progressive white dude thinking this is his time, everyone I know in NYC who works with/for his office thinks this is a terrible idea. He's FAMOUS for not getting shit done.

Sounds like he would fit right in?? (Ugh.)

I have done two performance reviews already this morning, and have one to go before I can eat lunch.

The great mystery of job hunting is why you have to enter all of your fucking job experience AND give them your resume. It's on my resume! That's why I'm giving it to you!

Go, Jesse, review like the wind.

I heard a long time ago that statistically speaking the tallest candidate for President usually wins. So de Blasio has that going for him.

I totally hear you on the one-thing-per-day limit, msbelle. Doing that one thing is a huge accomplishment, any day that you can do that you've done a lot. Doing the routine things that you aren't counting is a big deal, too, honestly. The hardest thing in the world is living in it and you are keeping on with it.

I feel like I can do like 1 thing toward a big energy thing a day (in addition to the basics of getting myself up, dressed, to work, and actually do work). Feeding myself seems like it should be on that list as a basic, but it is actually a big energy thing because I need to be eating healthier and not eating out as much.

I feel this entirely, msbelle. Everything seems to take big energy. Many forks, few spoons, no shields. I try to do one Big Thing every day, but that doesn't seem like it's enough. There are so many Things.

I wonder if I went back to work too soon. My head's not in it, and my heart's not either. But if I'd waited any longer, I'm afraid I would've lost too much ground. I keep telling myself, I do it for the money, and I like the money, so buckle up.

One thing is absolutely enough. I get feeling like it is not, though. I am often hit with the "I have so much to do I might as well not do any of it" whammy.

Oh yeah, I meant to say -- I often do no Things other than work! Working all day is plenty. It's a good thing I'm happy to have the same thing for dinner days in a row, because I can just heat it up.

I ate too much fried food for lunch, and now I feel icky.