Pointless... oh so pointless...

Sorry. I'm tired, I think I might be getting a cold, and my heat rack pizza lunch is making me want a nap.

The heat rack pizza was pretty good today, though. I must have caught them fairly fresh.

The pizza slices, that is.

And I didn't actually catch them. It was more of a point-at-and-pay-for situation.

I'm really tired. Seriously. Woke up this morning with a head full of snot (sounds like a country song) and I'm not sure I have the energy to care about my afternoon program.

Or blathering.

Anyone want to do my afternoon program?

Or blather?



Yeah, I thought so.

Ok, well, let's end with this then. Anyone who pays attention should know why. Anyone who doesn't? Just enjoy it.

Pointless... wait a sec. There's something in my teeth.

Carrot. Pieces of carrot from lunch.

It's kind of annoying.

Anyway...

This'll be short. It was a late lunch, and late lunches make me less likely to blather.

Something weird happened to me the other day, & I was going to mention it earlier but forgot. I ran out of plastic bags. Isn't that odd?

By plastic bags I mean plastic grocery bags, and like most people I've pretty much always had plenty around. I use them to take my garbage to the dumpster, and since I only take out a bag a week they tend to accumulate. The other day, though, I went to replace the bag under the sink and... I had no plastic bags.

Did you know that was even possible?

I've been getting much stricter about using my cloth bags when I shop, and obviously it's made a difference. Realising that I had no plastic bags was very much a yay me moment, because it meant I was practicing what I preach at work. Not that I'm terribly preachy, really, but we do try to get the whole small changes make a difference message out there. The fact that I had no plastic bags left in the apartment was a pretty clear illustration of concept.

But...

The fact that I had no plastic bags also meant that I had no way to take the garbage out. Outside of hauling an entire bin to the dumpster, of course. It may come to that, but at the moment I'm binless and bagless and it'll be pretty high on the irony meter if I have to go out and BUY plastic bags because I don't get plastic bags anymore when I BUY things.

Life is a very strange thing if you're in my brain.

And if you're in my brain you're probably a bit on the sore side because I have a slight headache just now.




Don't worry, though. After we're done typing we'll take some acetaminophen. You'll feel better soon.

Lunch?

Yes, I know that yesterday's post was about lunch (or lack of same). Today's different. Today I have a lunch, but I also have a lunch problem.

You see, I have a lunch, but I also have a program that goes from 11:30 to 1:30. What do I do? If I eat now I'll feel logy because I'm not really hungry, but if I don't eat now I'll be hungry later. However... if I wait and eat lunch after my program it'll be nearly 2 pm before I get to it, and by that time of the day (especially considering the fact that I usually leave by 4:30) there's not really much point in eating lunch even if you are hungry.

What to do, what to do.

If I don't eat my lunch it'll be ok in the fridge for a day. That would mean that I don't have to make a lunch tomorrow morning. That'd be all right.

But if I don't make a lunch tomorrow morning I'll be ready for work extra early (assuming we don't have a repeat of the spillage situation) and I won't know what to do with myself. And when I don't know what to do with myself I tend to get a little destructive.




Life shouldn't be this complicated, you know.

Of course, if I keep typing the whole thing will be decided for me because I won't have time to eat lunch before my program.

Kind of solves everything, really.




Ok then.

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Staying on the lunch front, I'm sure my two fans will be thrilled to know that for the second time in a row I fed the snakes and neither of them tried to eat the other.

Small victories are important.

And I think I've run out of stuff now.



Maybe I should have lunch.

Lunchless

Yep, lunchless. And it's making me cranky.

I wasn't planning to be lunchless, you see. I was going to bring my lunch just as I do nearly every day, even though the thought of bringing lunch is occasionally less than thrilling. I was, however, quite prepared to bring my lunch today.

That was before the disaster.

Ok, maybe not quite disaster, but it was bad timing. And annoying.

And it meant that I not only had to change my clothes, I had to rinse out the dirty ones (yes, THAT kind of disaster. Or annoyance) right away to prevent having to deal with the stains that no doubt would have been nicely set by the time I get home from work.

Thus, no lunch. And no jewellery. And a really bad hairdo, but that part doesn't matter so much since I'm currently wearing a hat anyway.

The hat was necessary to keep the bugs out of my hair.

And yes, that makes sense if you work at a nature centre. Occasionally you do things that have the possible result of leaving bugs in your hair.

Unless you wear a hat, of course.

And none of this is helping with the lunch situation.

I'm in a bit of a pickle (mmm. Pickles), to be honest. I could go out and buy lunch once some of these other people are back from their lunch breaks. That'd give me a late (and likely junky) lunch, and it would make the afternoon seem shorter. And more useless.

On the other hand, if I just stick with the granola bar I stole from my emergency briefcase stash (no, I don't have an emergency briefcase. Just an emergency stash) and call that lunch, I could probably go home a little earlier than I normally do.

That'd be two days in a row.

That'd be ok.

I think starvation may be winning out over fast food, then. Just as well. There's only so much heat rack pizza a person should have in a month, and I've already made one stop there.

Guess I should stop typing and go back to work then. Lunchless work. And no one in the office to whinge to, since Wheat had a meeting.

A lunch meeting.






Mmm. Pickles.

Pointless photo of the day:

That might be it for the day, actually. I'm kind of tired and crabby, and even though I do have a few things to say I'm pretty sure they'll come out completely wrong in my current (as opposed to currant. Er... see pointless photo, which I upped the contrast on on purpose because it struck my fancy at the time) mood.

And that, boys and girls, is a perfect example of why no one missed me on the weekend. What's to miss when there's not much to see in the first place?

I'm going to go sit over there now.

Where?

In the grumpy corner, of course.





Go away.

Again from under the Maple tree

Ever had one of those days when you can't for the life of you think of what it was you were going to say?


Me, too.

I must vacuum

So you get these instead because, seriously, who wants to vacuum. Interesting colours, don't you think? And (never start a sentence with "and") interestinger is the fact this was taken in broad daylight but under our formidable Maple tree so the background non-colour also becomes notable. Yes, in my world, black can be a nifty colour... er, non-colour - oh you decide.

So Alberta is busy I understand from the last post. Looks like you're stuck with reading this, then. Well you're not stuck exactly but you do seem to be reading. Hmm. And it's so nice outside.

Why don't you all go out and play? How many times do I have to tell you that the sunshine is .... oh. Sorry.

For a minute there, I became somebody's mother.

Still. Run along now.

By the way, the wind did take the right-most tulip out of the frame .. and I did take another shot which was perfect, so of course used this one as we simply can't have perfect. Good character builder, you know.