2/25/2005 10:12:00 AM|||Amy|||I arrived at work earlier than usual today. My hope is that I will arrive earlier than usual on most Fridays, but this hope will only exist as long as all parties are in agreement. The only way I can arrive at work earlier than usual is to sleep over at someone else's house the night before and then leave with them when they go to work. Draw your own conclusions.

So, anyway, I arrived at a relatively decent hour by most of my co-worker's clocks, and here I sit balancing out my workload with a little surfing and general messing about. And I am very, very hungry. I've often wondered if I am more hungry when I am trying to lose weight - not because I've eaten any less - but because I have a passive agressive streak towards myself that knows no bounds, sacred or not. I have a very self-destructive personality. I have to admit that my first thought whenever I think about smoking is to not do it because I don't want to look like an idiot. My second thought is that I've scarred my lungs and body enough with all the bleach.

Of course, I could just be hungry because I spent the night at someone else's house last night.|||110934917483247662|||