Amazing how un-relaxing a week off is. Today is definitely the third day i’ve found myself at work this week, while the last 2 times i managed to be in between 3 and 5 hours, this time it’s a full 8 hours. Because I have nothing better to do and because the problems of Jesuit High School are rarely fixed easily or intuitively. So it was that I found myself 5 hours deep into a simple rebuild my only companions Scott Geppert over AIM and country music on my boss’ computer, angry at the world in general and the computer in particular. Suddenly I heard that what I needed was a bagel. I don’t know who told me or how they knew, but man they were right. I floored it over to Noah’s bagels (something yall Texans are missing out on). I got myself a plain bagel with strawberry schmear, floored it back to Jesuit, and ate it with a Vanilla Pepsi. Now if you truly know me then you know that Pepsi is not my drink, but it didn’t matter–the combined impact of these refreshments made me feel 4 times better. Now you may be thinking to yourself, “you just had low blood sugar, I’ve been around you when you haven’t eaten” but to you I respond, I had a lot of oatmeal, like a whole lot, I was full not too long earlier.
I will now do a little handwaving less you notice that I told you that I had eaten the oatmeal over 5 hours earlier. Oooh! Look at my tower of cherry coke!
