Roll Over

It is Vacation Day 2 (or 4? I don't really know) and I find myself incapable of sleeping late. I delivered cupcakes. Watched people at BP work a lot harder than I do. Watched a movie. And generally took things very easy while eating very good food (savory Chinese pancake, coconut shortbread, ridiculous Flour sandwiches, tortilla de espana, plus buss up roti with chicken and potatoes from Nikisha's roti-- I get tired just thinking of all the things I ate today). Yet even when I only work an hour out of my day, I still have time to look like a fool.

For the review I wrote and turned in this morning (Whitecastle: Young Grasshopper, you have much to learn from me. Moi: ...), I struggled between deeming it as a rejection or one that needed major revision. I first decided to reject it. Changed my mind. Then the struggle really came. Instead of undoing my answer, I checked both choices on the form. A few more clicks later, refreshing the page, logging in and out, and I had checked every option on the form. It got so ridiculous that I had to write an extra note to the editors explaining that the forms proved too difficult for me to master and what my choice really was. Yeah, they're really going to value my review now.

PS. Dusty- I had a 5 minute argument with Liz at BP today, over whether I knew one Mr. Abshire or not. She was adamant that I didn't. I think she may have won. I'm now questioning my entire past.