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Ever have one of those days where you feel like you were going non-stop but didn't manage to get anything actually accomplished? That was yesterday. It might be because I spent so much of it on my feet, giving presentations (including the exact same presentation twice in two hours). And most of the rest of it was training, which is extremely important but not really productive in the same way that doing my own work would be. Now my feet hurt, I had strange dreams about getting lost in New York City, and today promises to be more of the same. Not to mention that I need to work from 8am to 7pm. (My compensation? I don't have to work Saturday. Yeah, that makes everything better.)

Okay, enough with the bitching. Gotta finish getting ready to start that long workday. I wish I could say the sooner I start the sooner it would be over. Stupid steadiness of the passage of time.

Friday winds down

So luvmoose spammed my last entry with goofy '80s music and then over lunch I went and bought some goofy '80s music and that made everything better. Maybe not completely better -- when a random clerk at the Virgin Megastore comments that you look tired, you know this feeling-run-ragged thing isn't just in your head -- but definitely better. Then there was free ice cream, fetched for me by a student worker, and that made things even more better. But even better than all that is knowing that it's Friday and starting in an hour I'm done with work for the weekend. Yay.

I think I may even put in some of that 80s music now. Tears for Fears, here I come.

Flavorful

Ganked from several.

I taste like Bread. I am a staple in almost everyone's diet. Friends like me are a complement to any other friends I get on with almost everyone, remaining mostly in the background, but providing substance when it would otherwise be lacking. What Flavour Are You?

(It told me that I would be tea were I not bread. Also, I like how this meme encourages you to cheat.)

My mood has been further improved by a nice dinner on an outdoor patio with T and the last few innings of a satisfying ballgame. Amazing what the first few hours of a weekend can do.