I am tired like a mofo. Also fighting off a head cold, which would be totally unacceptable at this point. I got some great work in at the Museum today, met with the director of collections and she is AWESOME in the extreme. Her name could be Max Power-Curator. I think we got on splendidly. I'll find out tomorrow if she likes everybody that much or if I impressed her with my preparation and prowess. She gave me several boxes to dig through. I dug for several hours.
Then I came back, had small snacks from the grocery b/w work and the tube stop, and was so hungry I had to succumb to dinner. I tweeted this:
dinner: vegetable lasanga (=corn, peas) on toast w/ what could only be a slice of spam. Q: what is that? A: "pate? i don't know." *facepalm*
then this:
for the record, i declined the toast and spam, but did choke down HALF a piece of lasagna. #reason85icantwaittogethome
I think that speaks for itself. At least it was barely edible, as opposed to fundamentally inedible.
Now I am going to bed early and will sleep relatively late. Because being exhausted, under-nourished, and living in a flophouse is no way to fend off a cold. I'm tending to the exhaustion now, will tomorrow eat more of the super cheap healthy fast food that is sweeping across the UK, but there's not much to be done about the flophouse (though I plan to pick up some hand sanitizer at first opportunity). All the same, I WILL NOT GET SICK until I get home. Look forward to that, spouse.
The research is going great. Everyone at the Museum is wonderfully supportive, and I found just what I was looking for, and more. I may spend the rest of my nights going to bed early, which would be unfortunate, but I've done a lot of fun stuff already and if I get sick, it'll kill the last days of research I have, and that's why I'm here. So I'm NOT GOING TO GET SICK.
That's all.
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You didn't tell me how many days you have left. Perhaps a counter in the sidebar is in order?
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