Derelict...

in my duties have I been. (Feeling a little yoda-ish today).

Setting up for my summer job is a rather time consuming task. Yesterday I worked non-stop from 8:00am to 9:30pm. My food yesterday consisted of one slice of pizza and a bowl of cinnamon life (which I ate at 9:30).

I love being busy, but the first thing to go seems to be food--which is why I usually weigh less when I am stressed out. At this point, that cannot be a bad thing, but I do need to eat something. I see a salad in my future.