My brother emailed me from Scotland recently to tell me he had gone out with his flatmates and they’d all gotten pints of ice cream because I’d talked about sweets in an email and I gave everyone a craving. Apparently these Ivy League level children all forgot they didn’t own a freezer because they bought a giant amount and then had to eat it in one sitting or drink soup the next day.
Laying here trying to convince myself to get out of bed and go to the dentist. Why did I make a morning appointment for my day off? Crippling jaw pain just doesn’t seem so bad now. I can do it, just let me sleep.
One of my new coworkers and I were talking about my hobbies and I said I’m a bit geeky. She got excited and asked if I knew my Hogwarts house. Then she came into work all excited today and told me she just ordered really nice copies of the British editions and she needed someone to be excited with her because her husband was not. Promising coworker ahoy.
Tomorrow I go in for training or whatever for a new job and I should be way asleep by now. But my sister is sharing my room and is making sleep uber difficult.
I also don’t know if this is going to be like… Three hours or like eight. No one told me.
It’s our conference tradition to eat breakfast/brunch food during the broadcast. My sister was in charge of cooking and she ran a bit behind today, 3:00 and we’re about to sit down. Maybe. If the food will finish.
This was my naptime. I fear I may doze off during afternoon session now.