Ha cha cha

I've taken to making strange quinoa concoctions on Sundays for the following week. Yesterday's involved a bullion cube, a lot of asparagus, and an onion. Good for me, cheap, and it'll make for an interesting afternoon pee when I've forgotten that I ate asparagus for lunch.

Mildly related: I've lost 10 lbs since I realized I had a problem with food. Here's to 10 more.

Oh, and S said I need to put more of myself into this blog as it's too watered down. So, here goes:

I was texting this dude (whatever, it happens all the time) and it's the usual back and forth banter - my back being way more witty than his forth - when I surprise-attack outwitted myself.

The scene: K in her cube, estimating FTE costs associated with writing annual energy efficiency reports. One eye is on the spreadsheet, one ear is fussing with Pandora, and the others are elsewhere. I don't keep track of them.
Boy: Well, ok then, I'll see you later.
K: Seriously, I can't stop texting. My stream of consciousness gets flooded if I don't let it out.

OK fine - not amazing, but come on! I didn't even see that one coming!

And scene.