|Augh! No snacks in the snack drawer!
||[Sep. 17th, 2008|03:50 pm]
I can't believe that I spend so much of my time making sure other people are well-provisioned, and here I am, without a freaking thing to eat in an office that is a good four block walk from anyplace that sells snacks or food. |
Which is probably good for me, keeping the size of my butt in check, but golly, I'm eyeballing a bag of cough drops trying to decide whether the nosh-throes are that bad. I usually try to keep snacks on hand that I don't really like, but a honey-lemon cough drop may be just a little too ick.
Knowing that I'll be having a fabulous dinner later, followed by gingerbread and funky ice creams is not helping. Grrrrr. Is it 5pm yet?
EDIT: Five minutes later, a colleague invites me to taste crabmeat samples with her. Damn! That's very cool...but I don't know if I'm loving having spent my good luck on that. It's not like the Good Luck Fairy knocks often...
(why, yes, I AM a glass half-empty person. Hell, I'm not even certain there's even water in there. And if there is, it's probably stale...and got cat hair)