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I gave in.

If my muse insists on talking heads, well fine. I'll put down the convo and attempt to see if I'm good enough to add bodies to the head later on.

But yay, a scene!

My body is a finely tuned machine

And it backfired on me today.

It does not like it's eating schedule messed w/. I figured I'd be fine w/ a salad for lunch since I ate a sandwich before I left my apt around 10. Salad included boiled eggs, so it's not like it lacked protein. But boy oh boy, I screwed things up left and right today at work and by the time I was ready to surrender and eat the sandwich I was saving for before I'd left (w/ the intention of working out) it was time for lab meeting and there was a talk in the conference room that adjoins the break room so I couldn't get my sandwich after.

So I gave up and came home. Now I'm scared to even look at the packages I recieved for fear of finding out today wasn't a result of food, but rather complete and utter stupidity.

*le sigh*

i want a real job. i want to feel like a grown up. i want OUT.