| This is why I don't cook. |
[Apr. 29th, 2008|10:02 am] |
Today's lunch was pretty unsuccessful. I tried making myself little snacky banana and peanut butter bits, but they wound up being thrown out so I stuffed the area with leftover pasta from last night. The egg came out kinda pretty, though.
Today I go for my EMG. For those of you playing the home game, imagine one part of your body. Any part. Now imagine it being electrocuted. In spurts. For an hour. Yeah. Now imagine little needles probing under the skin of said body part. Now imagine being told to wiggle and flex the muscle in that body part with the needles still in.
Long story short: It sucks. God help Jonathon if he gets in my way at work tonight. Thankfully, Manager Mike is closing tonight so he said he'd help me with anything I need. I love my coworkers [except Jonathon]. They're so awesome. |
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