I need to work my abs, pecs, triceps, hams, quads, and calves.
I want to fall in love so badly. I want to date an artist. How do I meet artists?
I was napping (during work, whatever, not important) and got a vision of a beautiful, not ravenously beautiful, but charming young woman with dark brown or black hair, a button nose, of Caucasian origin it seemed, in a pose, and it was almost a cartoon, but more artistic than that. Her face was to the […]
Waiting for my noodles to cool down. I won’t use cold water this time, that dilutes them. I want FULL SPICE. … Update: Ate the noodles. Yes, they were very spicy.
Well, I made it to 12:32 feeling alright. That’s about the norm–between 11 and 1. Sigh. Things downhill from here, in a bad way. Smash it up at the bottom. No booze, though.
Remote work is wonderful in its flexibility. The demands of the company really are put first–and I guess fighting for that spot if your wellbeing. They share first, I guess let’s put it that way. If there’s nothing that needs to be done, it’s against policy to sleep in even a little without permission, but […]