Sugar Comas and Indian Music Videos

5/21

There's an Indian restaurant on the corner. It's modest at best. They call themselves, appropriately, Indian Cuisine, and have delicious samosa's and naan and their special "hot milk tea". They always have Indian music videos playing on the flat screen TV they have mounted on the wall, which are fascinating to watch while I wait for my channa masala.

Also, the "Daily Specials" on the marker board haven't changed in months, maybe not ever.

5/22

I believe I'm going into a sugar coma, and it's all the fault of chocolate cake and caramel cheesecake and sweetened ice tea and coworkers with no self control who encourage bad choices.

OK, fine, it's my fault. MY FAULT, OK?

But seriously, that cake was as big as my face - and I have a big face. Good thing I shared it with my coworker or else I would be a goner. (Never mind that by sharing I mean she swapped half of her caramel cheesecake for half of my chocolate cake.)

I think I might need to go take a nap now. It's a good thing we have a "napping chair" here (and by that I mean one of our board members took a nap in a chair here yesterday afternoon).