..which is something that I’ve never realised before. However as part of the War on Lard I am now under orders to CHEW MY FOOD PROPERLY, AND ENJOY EVERY MOUTHFUL putting down the fork in between instead of shoveling it down to get a mad serotonin rush.
*crunch, crunch, crunch*
In other news feeling much more balanced after yesterday were I didn’t know were I was coming or going. Which isn’t much fun if you need to have rational access to your brain since you work as a programmer…
Me “What the hell I am I working on now?”
Metoo “Hey lets write a function called PIG”
Me “But thats not in the design”
Metoo “Don’t care it will go OINK OINK!!”
Me “In fact where is the design? Where did I save it?”
Metoo “OINK OINK OINK I’m a little PIG”
Methree “Mmmn lets eat food..”
Metoo “call eat_Food (Stuffed belly, fat_bastard)
{
While Stomach (!empty){stomach ++ ;}
Return (Burp);
}”
Me “Dammit where is the design!!”
Methree “I was so hungry I ate it, with the user requirements as a side salad”
Metoo “P-I-G”
Father in Law Brian ripped out half the nursery yesterday. Rach is wisely at work today while he does the rest. I tell ya those fitted cupboards are doomed.
Long live the bookcases!!