Monotony. Notice how the work week just repeats. I like my work, I really do. But I don’t think you can escape saying “Oh ye gods, it’s only Wednesday?” Or…”Ah Thursday! Almost Friday!”. It’s the same shit everyday. You wake up. Get ready. Go to work. Deal with work. Go home (or to the gym or something). Occasionally pepper the workweek by going out here and there. Go to sleep. Wake up repeat. The weekends are always way too short. You run your errands. Do things leisurely. Go shopping. Watch a flick. Go to someone’s gathering at a lounge once in a while. Or if you’re lucky, you can go on a holiday every few months or so. But in reality, it’s the same freaking pattern.
Food Stupor. You know when you just eat large quantities of food and you end up in a brain-drain type of daze afterwards? Like after you eat a big lunch or dinner and you get all sleepy. Yesterday’s food log:
Breakfast: small decaf coffee and ¾ of a Dunkin Donuts scone (which I don’t really like cuz they make ‘em all weird and super-sweet and not at all flaky).
Lunch: Huge sandwich with mozzarella, prosciutto, lettuce/tomato, and balsamic vinegar. There’s this fabulous authentic Italian Deli by work and they have amazing food. They’re kinda of like the soup Nazi (from Seinfeld) though. You have to know what you want right away and there’s separate lines for hot food and cold food. Plus, they charge you more if you’re a guy vs. if you’re a lady. No joke. I thought my co-worker was lying when he said this, but yesterday, we ordered the exact same sandwich and I was charged $4 and he was charged $5! He said something, so they changed it back to $4 for him.
Snack: 3 pieces of chocolate (I’m trying to cut down).
Dinner: POPEYE’s! (I gave it up for Lent and this was the first time I’ve had in for a while). Had a 2-piece with half of a large Cajun Rice and half a biscuit.
Dessert: a chocolate and cookies-n-cream milkshake! (yum! I also gave up ice cream for Lent and this hit the spot).
So pretty much, I was left in a food daze afterwards. My stomach is still digesting last night’s dinner as I type. This doesn’t mean I’m not hungry though. Damn. My day revolves around food. And this day seems like a long one.