5 February
I have gotten into the habit, now that I'm not writing in the mornings anymore, of setting my alarm for 8a, resetting it for 9a after it rang, then hitting snooze three times, getting up at 9.27a.
And I'm arriving at work early every day rather than late, since I'm not detouring to stop at McDonald's every morning. I keep being startled at how quickly I get to work going the direct route!
My throat still hurt yesterday, but I had too much work, so I came in anyway. I figured that I'd take today off as a planned sick day, but The Raccoon said not to, since she's coming in late today, so I have to be there.
"You mean no matter how badly I feel, I have to drag myself in anyway?"
"You got it."
I was all indignant, until I woke up this morning and felt fine. I still have that swollen gland in my throat, but other than that, I'm cool. Dammit! I would far prefer to be sick and self-righteous.
Before leaving the house, clutching my pants, I decided to make another pass round the laundry room and look for my belt. And I found it!
Now there will be no more entries like the other day.
When I wrote that, Tracing emailed me and said that there were these things called belts, had I heard? And I answered that, had I been wearing a belt, that entry would have been "Went to work early, had to stand on the van," and that would have been it.
So, now that I have my belt, look for shorter, duller entries from me!
The difference between happiness and despair is four crackers.
I was so hungry yesterday in the late afternoon, lunch was long gone, dinner wouldn't be for hours yet until I got home, and I was just entirely miserable with the aching great emptiness in my gut, and then I remembered. Crackers! Crackers in my drawer!
Two crackers is one point, and the squeeze cheese is one point per tablespoon, so four crackers with cheese is four points. And I ate them and I was happy! So I told The Raccoon.
"The difference between happiness and despair is four crackers."
"Really? Then I need four crackers."
"Well, I think it really only works if you are hungry."
"I am hungry."
"Okay, here, have some crackers."
"That worked, actually."
"And how many crackers did you have?"
"Four!"
I was right! I have discovered the universal recipe for perfect happiness! Although a Cuban woman and an Irish woman in New York, both in their 30's, possibly is not a wide enough demographic to be certain, but as of yet, my results have not been disproved.
Today's
horoscope:
Getting the right answers is important today. You seek flaws in thinking. Mental discipline is good; guard against excessive criticism.
One year ago today:
I don't know if I'm delirious, but it seems to me that Donny Osmond is singing "Seasons of Love" on the Today Show.
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