4.06.2004
i brought some strawberry frosted pop tarts for breakfast this morning. i'm trying not to eat them until 10 or 11, so's i don't get so hungry for lunch quite so early. you see, it's all part of my plan to stop eating like a freaking pig.
the pop tarts call to me.
i even put them in the back of a drawer on the other side of the room so i wouldn't think about them. and yet...
anyway, it's high time i got some work done...yesterday consisted of starting on a bunch of projects and then being frantically called away by the boss, back from his cruise and trying to play catch-up. that'll probably happen again today. i'm not really looking forward to it.
so i'm gonna do that then. work, that is.
fuck.
the pop tarts call to me.
i even put them in the back of a drawer on the other side of the room so i wouldn't think about them. and yet...
anyway, it's high time i got some work done...yesterday consisted of starting on a bunch of projects and then being frantically called away by the boss, back from his cruise and trying to play catch-up. that'll probably happen again today. i'm not really looking forward to it.
so i'm gonna do that then. work, that is.
fuck.
# posted by Nancy Cunningham @ 9:45 AM 
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