Revision of And now for a normal entry from Wed, 04/23/2008 - 10:49pm
Well, today was rather interesting. I overslept again and didn't go to the gym like I had planned. But I did finally go get a blood test, which I'd been putting off. The nurse definitely had a procedure down for doing this kind of thing, with words and phrases to give instruction and little warnings (like "This will be tight" for the rubber band around my arm and "Stick" when she stuck the needle in). She obviously prioritized efficiency over personableness, though she wasn't unfriendly. In a way I admired her method. It did get the job done, and I was happy to have done a blood test there the year before so I would know how to cooperate and make the whole operation go smoothly. The blood test took less time than I expected, so I was a little earlier to work than usual.
At 2 we had a birthday party for one of our coworkers, as we usually do, and the theme was chocolate, which is pretty much the theme every day in our office, but especially today. I decided I would gorge myself, so I had both a chocolate icing covered brownie and chocolate ice cream with chocolate syrup. I could have done with just the brownie, which was extremely good, and I felt a bit overloaded and had to eat kind of slowly toward the end to avoid feeling sick. Unfortunately I had gotten myself a frosty from Wendy's earlier and had just been drinking a root beer, so after the party I felt the need to drink lots of water to dilute all the sugar.
I didn't feel much like working today, probably because I've been getting too little sleep lately, and finally at around 3:30 I decided to take a nap in my car, which I've been doing more than I'm comfortable with this week, but it's hard to work when you're falling asleep at your desk. So I slept for a while and then just sat there for a few minutes, enjoying the warm but somewhat breezy day and the intense green of the grass and bushes in front of me.
After work I went to the bank and then to get a haircut, where I listened to the hair stylist tell another customer about being hit on by a guy on his car on her way to work that day.