Technically it’s Day 125… even though the day hasn’t really “begun” enough for me to officially report on how badass the day was in hindsight.

But alas, I’m awake and it’s 3:30am.

I just signed on to gmail and my friend HoaLy in Europe (9:30am there) messages me, “Why are you awake?”

My response, “Can’t sleep. Therefor, I eat.”

She asks, “What are you eating?“

Me: “Hot water with a bouillon cube in it.”

She says, “Wow. You’re so disciplined.”

Me: “No, I”m really that lazy.”

So, I finished my “soup” and now I’m feeling a bit sleepy again. I finished grading all of the essays from my undertards’ last exam of the semester. Yes, I call the undergrad students I help teach my “undertards.” It gives me a false sense of seniority and elite-ness.

I just looked in my fridge for something else to eat. Kind of like those commercials when the deathly sick woman wakes up in the middle of the night, goes to her cabinet and discovers a medicine that magically makes her coughing, sneezing, itchy-throat symptoms disappear. Does anyone else call the bullshit card on that? How do you DISCOVER something in YOUR cabinet? Do these people not do their own grocery shopping?

I digress.

I went to the fridge hoping food would magically appear and make my hunger/boredom symptoms go away… and the fridge is still very pitiful. There’s half a can of dogfood and a carton of eggs. The seltzer water from day 1 is still in there, too.

Maybe I’ll do my financial accounting homework. That usually makes me nauseous… which in-turn would keep me from wanting to eat.