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Ok, right then. I lasted 20 hours. Yes, thatís right, 20. Then I broke down and ate a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Ok, I ate two sandwiches. Oh my head, fine, fine! I ate two and a half peanut butter sandwiches. Thatís all though (and only because I ran out of bread, doom!).

I thought the peanut butter would make my head feel better. It hurt so much I thought my eyeballs would bleed. See what happens when you take my caffeine away? One of those headaches where you feel like you might vomit out your nose any second. Indeed.

I feel better today. The good news is that I have not had any diet coke since Sunday, which is huge for me! The most I have gone in the past few years is maybe, oh I donít know, six hours at a time? What a waste of freakiní money. So then now that I have quit smoking and quit my diet coke habit, I should be rolling in the money. Rolling, for real. Maybe enough singles to roll around naked in. Probably not though, I just never found naked money rolling to be a very sanitary practice.

Mainly I eat because I am bored. My so very boring job does not help with the boredom. I had a boss, a boring boss. He quit in January to start another boring job. Since then, no one is in charge of me. No one knows what I do (hint: itís nothing). Iím on a side of the building with no people so really I can go 8 hours with no one actually talking to me. Some days I wear the same outfit 2-3 times in a row. I figure hey, itís clean and no one sees me. Why put in the effort to find another boring outfit?

Iíve never actually had a job where I havenít been bored. Iím starting to think I never will. And that is so very depressing, but Iím too bored to worry about it right now. . . instead I shall post another boring entry.


2007-04-18 at 8:31 a.m.