Doot doot. Just dicking around at work. I gave up on that exam in November. I'll write a novel in November, though. Or not really. I'll write 50,000 words, mostly character sketches and some short stories, mostly on the same theme.
I cut my finger yesterday while cutting cheese. I was rushed because I was making an open-faced egg, cheese, and salsa sandwich on my blixco bread and, while frying up the eggs, realized I hadn't cut up the cheese. Since frying occurs rather quickly, I had to get the cheese in there quickly. Oops! Then I had to find a way to stop the bleeding quickly while tending to my eggs and melty cheese. The annoying thing is that it's not a bad cut, but it just doesn't want to stay closed. I keep bumping it. It shouldn't scar, the knife was very sharp, so it's a very clean cut, but if it keeps getting opened... The sandwich turned out well.
I'll make another loaf of bread tonight. Bread machines are great, if not evil.
I may have Chipotle for lunch. I didn't have time to pack a lunch this morning and I've been packing lunches all week: one day out should be fine.
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