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what am I doing here?

in which susan proceeds to get caffienated and knit all day. if only I could get paid to drink coffee and knit... that would so be the shiz-knit.

free lunch

one of the great perks of my boring job is that we get free lunch. granted, it's usually pretty un-tasty, but it's free - the best kind of free, too. no cooking, no cleaning, no paying, not even having to pick it up. every day, I get an edible (usually) meal delivered straight to my desk right around noon. even today, when I didn't get in until 12:10, there was a meal waiting for me. it almost makes up for the lack of dental insurance. almost. it does not quite make up for the zero vacation hours I get to accrue this, my first, year. the getting in at 9 and leaving promptly at 4:55pm almost makes up for that part. but, all in all, this is a good, brainless, stressless job and I am incredibly thankful for it.

why am I posting about work? I have no idea. I do know that I had two (count 'em! TWO!) large cups of coffee this morning. the second had a double shot of espresso in it. I am feeling gooooood right now. mmm... there is something calming about loads of caffeine rushing through my system with no food to slow it down. it's a great way to follow up several unsatisfying nights of pseudo-sleep.

anyway, since I'd told my boss I wouldn't be in until noon today, and the necessary errands had been taken care of by 11, I decided to stop by borders to peruse (not buy! I am fully aware that lent is still going on... 32 more days of it this!) the knitting books. I don't know why I do this to myself - I am one who is often weak in the face of temptation. but I was good and I didn't buy anything. I really wanted to! but I didn't. but I REALLY REALLY wanted to!! but I didnt... and I thought to myself, dude, when lent is over, on easter sunday, I am totally going to go on a shopping spree! less than a second later, I realized that the crazy-talk had taken over and I had to make it stop. good thing I have 32 more days to realize the point of this exercise - which I guess I do know, in theory, but that's 32 days to know in practice. in the meantime, all you generous (and beautiful and smart and charming!) people out there, feel free to do your part to help me out.

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