Speaking of work, we get an hour total during the day that we can divide up into lunch/breaks. I usually just take it all in one go at lunchtime. When I was strictly data entry, this habit often perturbed my superiors, and they would try to set schedules (which I mostly ignored). As I do not like to feel rushed, it makes perfect sense to me. Sometimes, I find it soothing to find an abandoned cubicle and sit in it for at least ten or fifteen minutes, talking to no one, seeing no one. Have I grown so accustomed to being alone ...? Or is it just that having space far away from the spaztic stress of Mr. Sweaterly is a relief?
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I woke up at four a.m. with my comforter bunched up around my shoulders. Subsequently, I can't contain a thought today, so I am afraid that this entry is what it is.