bacon
I can't update my blog or check my email from work. They have not
given me internet access, which I guess is okay because some people who
download porn at work and spend all day on ebay screw it up for everyone.
So I'm writing this blog as an email to myself, which I will post when
I get home. (It's my lunch hour. I'm not breaking rules.)
I woke up at 5:30 this morning because we took the blanket that has
been hanging over the bedroom window down. It was there because it was
too sunny to sleep when I was not working. Now that I am working, the
darkness was making it hard to get up in the morning. But I'm not used
to so much light, so I woke up at 5:30. So did my husband.
At that time of the morning, I didn't feel like making myself a lunch.
So I bought my lunch from the shop in the hospital. I had a sandwich.
In the UK, that's a huge decision, choosing a sandwich. In the US,
you'll get a selection of highly questionable and overly moist sandwiches
that were very likely packed during the Nixon administration. They
tend to be things like "peanut butter and jelly", "ham and cheese" and
"the substance formerly known as egg salad". They should not be taken
internally, in the US. Here in the UK, packaged sandwiches are actually
quite good. They have bizarre but tasty combinations like "tuna and
sweetcorn" and the one I just had "brie and bacon". I should have gone
for the healthier "tuna and cucumber", but the bacon was just so tasty.
I have to get back to work. These charts won't code themselves, I
guess.
Alana
