day 12: mcdonald's

Shower? no
Glasses/Contacts? glasses
Music: none

10:00am Ablutions. Reheat coffee, eat 1 orange.
10:45am Breakfast: McDonalds breakfast.
11:00am Work (EB; paper).
12:00pm Nap.
1:00pm Work.
2:00pm Take break. Watch episode “30 Rock.”
2:30am Work.
6:30pm Nap.
8:00pm Dinner: tofu, 2 Peek Freans, 1 orange.
8:30pm Work.
2:30am Sleep.

Notes:
Alas, another weird day. First mistake: didn’t go to bed at all last night. Stupid, because I didn’t really get anything worthwhile done by staying up, and had to nap all day as a result.

Second mistake: the McDonald’s breakfast. At first, coupled with the attractive spectacle of dawn, was like a reward for being up so early for once. McDonalds brought by a parent is the cosiest memory, most pampered feeling I can think of. Also, the childhood regression was fitting while working on 'EB'. Honestly, people: you can go back. Am I not right, numerous friends who’ve returned home?

The irony, of course, was that half an hour later I felt like I was going to die. (FYI: The McGriddle is probably the most evil concoction in the history of fast food.) And that, by the way, is real irony, not the fake kind people sing about.