June 24th, 2004

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How do you know when you've had too much Diet Coke?

I'm all headachey and sorry-ass tonight. These thirteen hour days are no fun. I'm not even really working. The most work related thing I did in the last two hours was get up and say to my one employee, "I'm sorry I forgot your paycheck." Whoops. I'll have to send someone over there to get it tomorrow. I kind of feel bad, but, uhmmm, not really. He can get it himself.

I've been writing for a while, but since I feel kind of icky, I'm not doing anything constructive. I've been drinking Diet Coke since breakfast-time, and I think I'm about to OD. For a while there I was doing really well, giving up soda. But now, I swear, I'm off the wagon. I'm going to have to go back to drinking only fluids without bubbles.

One more hour and I'm out of here. Sadly, since I have to work Saturday, my weekend is cut right in half. But at least I can sleep in tomorrow. And I can watch the DVD of Shakespeares "Troilous and Cressida" that I got at the library last week. Yes, I know it's nerdy to watch Shakespear on DVD for fun, (it's a taped play, not a film) but that is kind of my thing. I'm happy being a nerd and the universe is at peace with my decision.