Thursday, January 6, 2011
Blog #18: Right Back On the Horse
My, this week is crawling. It's not that I haven't had time to write since January 2nd. It's just that this week is moving so slowly at work that I feel like my soul and energy are simultaneously being sucked out of my body by a 2 year old with a crazy straw. That's the problem after so many short weeks and long weekends. A normal week feels like cruel and unusual punishment. I haven't had class or my internship start up yet so I've been going home every day and sitting on my couch letting the television kill my brain cells. Every time I thought of updating, I would think that it sounded like work and I was done with work for the day. In my defense, yesterday I did start a new book on my Kindle. I thought I would slowly work into waking up my cognitive processes before they get shell shocked with academia. It's going pretty well. And now, I'm ready to tell you this story: Monday was a typical Monday. I woke up late and rushed to work, so I didn't get my morning caffeine. I decided that instead of a full fledged lunch break I would just take 20 minutes and zip over to Starbucks with my giftcard for a fix. I got a Skinny Vanilla Latte. I drove back to work,munching on a spinach/egg white wrap. When I pulled back into the parking lot at work I noticed that the lid on my vanilla latte was a little loose. As I tried to adjust it, disaster! In what appeared to be slow motion (yet I couldn't stop it) the cup flipped over and I had PIPING HOT latte ALL OVER MY LAP. OW THE BURNING. So, instead of a 20 minute lunch break, I had an hour and a half lunch "break" because I had to drive all the way home and put on different clothes and treat the third degree burns on my legs. On the way back I went through the Dunkin Donuts drive thru for a coffee because what do you do when you fall off of the horse? That's right, you get right back on. The rest of the day after that was kind of noneventful until I got home and watched the new episode of How I Met Your Mother which is always good for a cheap laugh and then they tricked me and made me cry at the end. And then I watched the movie about The Craigslist killer on Lifetime which turned out to be a huge mistake because then I couldn't fall asleep because I was worried that my boyfriend might also be secretly hunting down prostitutes and attacking them. I mean, no one even believed this Markoff guy was capable of it. I'm just saying. That's all.
Posted by Riss at 5:59 AM