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May 12, 2003
Sugar in My Spoon
I?d love to report that, with the new week, work has gotten better. That our long, 60-hour national nightmare is over. If only.
However, I?ve been here since 7 am, getting two more projects out for a 2 pm deadline. Life goes on, in that late 80?s dramedy sort of way.
Some people might think that getting to work at 7 am is not a terribly big deal, and I hate all of you. OK, not really. OK, yes really. If you?re Carol Brady-esque before 8 am, you?re clearly hell-spawn sent to this dimension by evil forces set on destroying me.
Just a pet peeve of mine, is what I?m saying. Look, I?m not happy to be awake. You shouldn?t be either. If I have to take ?crowded Green Line train? or ?hot date with Britney Spears in slumberland?, I?m gonna go with the latter. Call me crazy.
In thinking about the whole dieting issue a few weeks ago, I did a touch of research. Right around then everyone in the office seemed to be going on the Atkins diet. Now, a diet which ends on me slipping on a patch of ice and dying seemed a bit excessive, but I was down with it. Until I learned that no caffeine was allowed in this diet.
Look, my options are either ?fat and caffeinated? or ?skinny and in a perpetual coma?? Gimmee Door #1, please.
I?m on my fourth cup of coffee as we speak. I?m starting to feel sensations in my fingertips, finally. And we?ve got two books to get out by noon.
Happy Monday, y?all.
Oh, you want the daily list? OK.
"Songs That Make Me Want to Commit a Hate Crime"
"How Can We Be Lovers If We Can't Be Friends?" --- Michael Bolton
"Every Morning" --- Sugar Ray
"Higher" --- Creed
"How Do You Talk To An Angel?" --- Talentless Bastard from "90210"
OK, I can't even make it to #5, I need to go hit something. Anything but the coffee machine, though. Aaaah, precious, life-giving coffee machine.
PS---Since I can't stop watching it (damn you, EB), I might as well share this with the rest of you. In fact, every one of these is genius.
ARROWED!
Posted by Ryan McGee at May 12, 2003 09:02 AM
Comments
Oh dear ryan, Diets are just not healthy. I am serious, if you would either invest in the time or the money to walk either on a treadmill or outside, you'll have more energy and lose weight and keep it off, the key is to walk brisk for 45 minutes or more try at least 3 times a week. Much better than sacrificing your caffeine or donuts. You can still eat what you love, just make sure you walk more than 45 minutes each time. (cause that is when you start essentially burning the caories.) :)
Posted by: jada at May 12, 2003 11:08 AM
The worst part is if you keep up that schedule you'll find yourself off work, on a Saturday morning, nothing going on all day and you'll be wide awake at 6am staring at your ceiling...
Posted by: A.J. at May 12, 2003 12:07 PM
*L* Everyone's got their two cents when it comes to dieting . . .
Here's mine - caffeine is essential, even if it makes your stomach tie itself in knots. Donuts are calorie-free if you eat the holes (ie, Timbits). If you eat some grapefruit after a really 'bad' meal, it'll dissolve all the fat and calories for you.
And I'll swear I was told it was after 15 minutes that your body started burning fat/calories . . . sounds a lot better to me. =)
Long work weeks suck . . . I've got the opposite right now, and that sucks just as much. Having to come to work, knowing you're just gonna sit there for 6 hours (yes, I leave early if I can *L*) reading blogs and commenting . . . wait a minute, maybe it doesn't suck, cuz I'm getting paid for it. =)
Here's an extra cup of coffee for you, and I saved you a couple of donut-holes, too . . . *holding hand out*
Posted by: ang at May 12, 2003 12:12 PM
Welcome to my world, is about all I can say. I'm at this school in my teeny office dealing with whiny high school kids at 7:15am, five days a week, 10 months a year.
Oh wait, I get summers off... ;-)
But it's true, you find yourself wishing you knew how to sleep in, but no matter how hard you try, you cannot stay in dreamland past 7:30 in the morning... Alas...
Posted by: Lizbet at May 12, 2003 02:02 PM
Hell I wish I could get my summer's off. That would be AWESOME. INstead I am stuck in a cubicle about the size of Ferris' shower scene in "Bueller" . Where you wear sweaters inside year round cause they can't understand what climate control is. so you step outside for lunch and its like 98 degrees. (totally has nothing to do with ryans blog but hey. Neither does General Zod)
Posted by: jada at May 12, 2003 02:32 PM
I disagree. This insignificant flea that deigns to wear the name McGee only write his blog because I have given him leave to do so. He has learned to kneel before Zod, as, soon, shall all of you, including the son of our Kryptonian jailer! Come to me, son of Jor-El! I defy you! Come and kneel before Zod! ZOD!!!
Posted by: General Zod at May 12, 2003 02:38 PM
Why you hatin', Zod? You know, you were much better as that drag queen riding in a bus through the Australian desert.
Posted by: Lori at May 12, 2003 03:21 PM
Oh man, someone said the "Z" word. Now look what you've done.
I ain't kneeling before no one, this is my site, darnit.
Posted by: ryan at May 12, 2003 05:47 PM
Why do you say these things when you know I will kill you for them?
Posted by: General Zod at May 13, 2003 12:07 AM