Lindsay the Magical Stew Faerie (or, MEALS ON WHEEEEELS!!!!)
So I'm sitting here feeling terribly sorry for myself because I'm bloody exhausted to the point where getting up to get food is far, far too much effort, so I starve and play ColourStorm because it requires minimal movements of the fingers and noooo brain power. It is the most pathetic sight you'll ever see. Also, I have no food because I was going to get groceries after work but left my wallet at home. Saaaaad.
Then the doorbell rings. Usually when it rings it's a pizza delivery guy for the idiots downstairs who never ever remember to tell them to come to the back door. Once it was a very nice East Indian man with a bad limp, and I felt so bad making him walk around to the back. Anyway. But who could it possibly be but my darling Lindsay, aka Head Cook of INSANITY from camp. And what does she have in her hand? A ginormous container of stew! Delicious stew! With *gasp* VEGETABLES! I haven't eaten many of those lately. Am the worst dietitian ever. Ahahaha.
So now I am content because I have a ginormous bowl of stew and am no longer stupidly hungry and can play more stimulating games like mah jongg! It requires the mouse and therefore is a step up in the expending energy department. Don't look at me like that.
What I really should be doing is revamping my stupid case study presentation for tomorrow. I thought it was all done, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized I spent far too long talking about the patient's condition and not enough on, you know, the nutrition part. Sigh. But I was doooooone. And the moping continues.
You love me. <3
Then the doorbell rings. Usually when it rings it's a pizza delivery guy for the idiots downstairs who never ever remember to tell them to come to the back door. Once it was a very nice East Indian man with a bad limp, and I felt so bad making him walk around to the back. Anyway. But who could it possibly be but my darling Lindsay, aka Head Cook of INSANITY from camp. And what does she have in her hand? A ginormous container of stew! Delicious stew! With *gasp* VEGETABLES! I haven't eaten many of those lately. Am the worst dietitian ever. Ahahaha.
So now I am content because I have a ginormous bowl of stew and am no longer stupidly hungry and can play more stimulating games like mah jongg! It requires the mouse and therefore is a step up in the expending energy department. Don't look at me like that.
What I really should be doing is revamping my stupid case study presentation for tomorrow. I thought it was all done, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized I spent far too long talking about the patient's condition and not enough on, you know, the nutrition part. Sigh. But I was doooooone. And the moping continues.
You love me. <3