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I am listening to...Bach's Cello concertos, a new compact disc I just purchased this afternoon from an electronics distributor called "Best Buy".
I am wearing...clothing, of course. A suit, as I am at work awaiting a meeting. Foolish me, I had thought I was a scientist, though I appear to attend a great deal of meetings. Bloody government.
My best friend...one is likely in the lab--bloody lucky, that--and the other should be at home having lunch. Rachel, do make sure you eat lunch today.
Is someone thinking of you right now? Yes, mostly in an unkind fashion.
I woke up this morning...at three in the morning. I do not sleep overmuch.
Before I go to bed at night...I re-arrange Rachel so that she is not taking up the entire bed. One would think the six-foot-five man would take up more room than a rather slight five-foot-seven female, but one would be wrong in that assumption.
Right now I am thinking about...the ramifications of missing this meeting, what I must procure from the grocers on my way home, Rachel and I's impending vacation and what on earth I am to do at a waterpark.
Babies are...small. Also, the focus of a great deal of my work. (For SHIELD, do not send out the troops, I have no projects in the lab of my own that involve babies.)
Today...I am working.
Tonight I will...have dinner, perhaps watch an episode of Dexter, finish up a few things in the lab. My life is positively domestic, do you see? Reformed supervillains are far less entertaining. Though, I must admit, better dressed.
Tomorrow I will...do more of the same. Attend that bloody SHIELD mandated therapy session. Remind Rachel to clean Lockheed's cage.
I really want...a valid excuse to miss this meeting. Even Apocalypse did not insist on things entitled "Team Building".
I am wearing...clothing, of course. A suit, as I am at work awaiting a meeting. Foolish me, I had thought I was a scientist, though I appear to attend a great deal of meetings. Bloody government.
My best friend...one is likely in the lab--bloody lucky, that--and the other should be at home having lunch. Rachel, do make sure you eat lunch today.
Is someone thinking of you right now? Yes, mostly in an unkind fashion.
I woke up this morning...at three in the morning. I do not sleep overmuch.
Before I go to bed at night...I re-arrange Rachel so that she is not taking up the entire bed. One would think the six-foot-five man would take up more room than a rather slight five-foot-seven female, but one would be wrong in that assumption.
Right now I am thinking about...the ramifications of missing this meeting, what I must procure from the grocers on my way home, Rachel and I's impending vacation and what on earth I am to do at a waterpark.
Babies are...small. Also, the focus of a great deal of my work. (For SHIELD, do not send out the troops, I have no projects in the lab of my own that involve babies.)
Today...I am working.
Tonight I will...have dinner, perhaps watch an episode of Dexter, finish up a few things in the lab. My life is positively domestic, do you see? Reformed supervillains are far less entertaining. Though, I must admit, better dressed.
Tomorrow I will...do more of the same. Attend that bloody SHIELD mandated therapy session. Remind Rachel to clean Lockheed's cage.
I really want...a valid excuse to miss this meeting. Even Apocalypse did not insist on things entitled "Team Building".