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Christ, I can't believe I haven't posted about this yet. Jeff, maker of exquisite jams, has outdone himself with the most tantalizing plum creation known to man. The first day he gave it to me (he mentioned making it over a weekend, and I'm not ashamed to say I begged for a jar), I kept staring at it in my office. Then I unscrewed the lid. It smelled insanely good. Pretty soon I was eating it with my fingers when he came by and busted me. Dear GOD it's good. Good enough to eat with a spoon. His strawberry was my favorite before (and is still pretty fucking amazing) but omfg. I'm going to try to make something exciting with it. Because as much as I can just eat it straight, it begs to have something complicated done to it.

Now I need a spoonful. Be right back...

Anyhow. Work. Work was pretty fine. Still trying to improve the graphics on the case study and there are a few final edits to the text. It's the first one our department is putting out so I'm really excited to have the chance to do it.

Training? Training was pretty fine, too. Last week's session shook me up a bit. I couldn't understand why I was suddenly so weak. But it was definitely just something about that day (lack of protein, the heat, general fatigue). Tonight I was back to normal. Lots of energy. Pretty strong sets. I was telling Alexis that somewhere under the titanium-reinforced fat I can feel ...real, honest-to-god muscle.

Lunges are still Satan's finest work. And goddammit if Alexis never lets me get away without doing them. I could be on my deathbed and she'd make me get up and do three sets. Damnation.

But I was perky and energetic and that's always good. This is once again with like 4 hours of sleep. And I'm going to bed reallyreallyrightnow.

I did actually go to the grocery store and bought:

toilet paper
q-tips
chicken
bread
100-cal snack packs of wheat thins
light ice cream, Haagen-Dazs, S'mores
soy crisps with which to lure Jeff to my office (here kitty, kitty, kitty...)
sandwich for lunch tomorrow (not getting trapped again, goddammit, and plus we have a brown-bag seminar I think)
shampoo (forgetting that the QFC close to me never has the Pantene 'green' version I like, and so I bought strawberry Suave)

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