the indoob! network

It took me about 3 hours to get back in the groove of work. Indoobians… it wasn’t easy. First of all, this is New England where I reside. It’s chilly outside. Bump chilly… It was frigid. I know when it’s frigid because any fragment of moisture that finds it’s way on my bedroom windows freeze which disables me from viewing the outside world clearly. Basically I have stained glass frosted windows. And it’s horrible. I can make out blobs that appear to be trees or what may be a car or perhaps a moose… but moose aren’t common in my area… are they? Well even if they were, I don’t live close to any woodland areas unless I have a neighbor that has been housing a moose for a pet. Has anyone else ever wanted to say “mooses” even though it’s incorrect?

I got cleansed and dressed and turned all the systems on (lights, computer, oven, stove, Foreman Grill, coffee maker, ACTION!) and forced myself to remember my password to login while I contemplated where I’d get my morning energy from. I chose the usual… scrambled eggs and bacon.

I bought new bacon though! Well, not really… but I was curious how the taste of hickory smoked differed from maple bacon. I also decided to bake a few, and Foreman the other. It could be my imagination… but I think it cancelled out some of the maple’s flavor… so my taste comparison had been compromised. I will Foreman both later in the week. I never baked bacon before until I learned that this guy, Greg, did it at our church’s New Year’s Eve party. And ’twas good! Very crispy indeed. Mine came out crispy but extremely flat. Flatter than usually. Then again, I bought the store brand. What I bought Greg to use was thicker. Sigh, the adventures in breakfast.

While the bacon was doing it’s thing, I made my eggs, which I do believe I’m getting to near-expert status (only for scrambled eggs though). How do I know this? Consistent yellow fluffiness of joy. Then I sprinkle more cheese on top (even when cheese has been mixed in) just for drooling points to anyone who catches a glimpse of my delicious meal. I made too much coffee. There’s enough for three cups, I had one already and I’m done. And I wasted two pieces of bread for toast which I usually make into a breakfast sandwich, but I wanted a tradition breakfast today. I regret my choice.

The Foreman was the last thing I waited for until I dined, and I managed to seal up any traces of cooking (except for breakfasty aromas). My mother tells me I leave signs, traces and/or trails of where I’ve been or what I had done… so I’m always doing my best to clean up my tracks so no one would ever know [diabolical laugh].

So after stuffing my face and getting my caffeine kick (and catching up on some blogs, entertainment news, and whatever else that wasn’t exactly related to work other than the near 100 emails (half of which are faxes (we are paperless!)) I had waiting for me) I think I’m ready to start the day. I threw on some Daft Punk and I’m using a different set of speakers (I’m missing the nice bass my other system had and I’m pondering the thought of switching again), but if it’s one piece of motivation I learned… it’s that caffeine and Daft Punk make for a good work drive. It actually makes for a good car drive too at night… but that’s another story. So here’s to banging out the bulk of my work in a day… or two (some of which has been backed up for the two weeks I’ve been away), but progression nonetheless! And ’tis a new year. So let’s… ya know… work! WOOT!

Just for kicks and giggles, I baked cookies last night. I just felt the need to share. Not the cookies, of course, are you crazy? It takes some effort for me to share a cookie with anyone. Usually, being a female is a good way to start… I’m just saying….