If you want to impress your boss, you go in there, and you do mediocre work. Half-heartedly.
I did the math today and realized that I've been averaging an intake of about 1200 calories on days that I work. Now, it's also assuredly worth noting that, aside from trudging up and down an icy hill between work and my car, the greatest physical exertion of my workday comes from the sticky space bar on my keyboard. It's further worth noting that no part of my job seems to require the space bar.
Starting my workday at 12:30pm, even with a commute that, to be safe, begins at 11:30, makes for a weird day. There doesn't seem to be any real usable time between when I wake up and when I have to leave for work, but there doesn't seem to be any after work either. The reality, of course, is that there are few, if any productive things I would be doing after work that didn't involve me sitting at my computer like I am now, but the illusion of a difference is impressive.
I've spent a few hours the past week or so working on my cookbook with various sitcoms NetFlixing in the background. I guess that's as productive as anything else I could be doing. I should probably go to sleep now, since I have only one day left to shift my sleep schedule from waking up between 10 and 11 every day and having to be up around 7:30am on Saturday.
I'm not that impressed with this entry. Instead of commenting on it, tell me what I should make and bring to Kristina's Food Party on Tuesday. Keep in mind that I have a fair to adequate budget, but mad skills, and the whole day off of work.
Starting my workday at 12:30pm, even with a commute that, to be safe, begins at 11:30, makes for a weird day. There doesn't seem to be any real usable time between when I wake up and when I have to leave for work, but there doesn't seem to be any after work either. The reality, of course, is that there are few, if any productive things I would be doing after work that didn't involve me sitting at my computer like I am now, but the illusion of a difference is impressive.
I've spent a few hours the past week or so working on my cookbook with various sitcoms NetFlixing in the background. I guess that's as productive as anything else I could be doing. I should probably go to sleep now, since I have only one day left to shift my sleep schedule from waking up between 10 and 11 every day and having to be up around 7:30am on Saturday.
I'm not that impressed with this entry. Instead of commenting on it, tell me what I should make and bring to Kristina's Food Party on Tuesday. Keep in mind that I have a fair to adequate budget, but mad skills, and the whole day off of work.