Another Saturday night. Okay, I watched Fox 5 News’ all-female cast. What a joke. They were whining over Jennifer’s (Friends) breakup. Then, I suffered through two King of Queens shows, and left when Girlfriends started.

No fair. I spent eight and a half years finding out who I am, and then they leave me without the resources to exist. No NPR, no classical music, no computer systems to design.

I did write the three in-house requests tonight even though they could have been done tomorrow. Wow, a whole twenty-four hours ahead of deadline. Yeah, I got no life.

Even though I ate both lunch and dinner, I came back at 7:30 PM and cracked open a can of tuna. I mixed in some mustard and the artificial lemon juice and ate it right out of the can.

It could be all in my head, but I feel somewhat "up" from the protein boost. And it's less calories than a second shot of chocolate.

Just the simple act of being able to eat something of my own could be all I am boosted up from. On the other hand, had I eaten another chocolate, that would have certainly raised my blood sugar by now (9:00 PM), but I would then crash.

So, while I certainly would rather have chocolate, the tuna is better and I usually do not feel like having two. Fat vs. protein.

The damn 24-hour Claritin sucks! I still have a clogged nose and I actually read the box today. It says if symptoms do not lessen in seven days, see a doctor. So, why did they only give me a four-day supply?

It says if I experience sleeplessness, I should contact a doctor. So, I am experiencing sleeplessness but is it the Claritin or just the jail?

Inquiring minds want to know.
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