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I have eaten of Real Food again and have not puked. Hooray?

I managed to shuffle in to work today, which is probably good since Interim Supreme!Boss (he needs a newer, shorter name) is out this week and BossBoss is not coming in until he can get a shower, which he can't do until the hot water comes back on in his building. I suspect a hangover is involved, because I'm pretty sure someone who did two tours of active duty with the Navy is not going to let a little cold water keep him from his appointed rounds.

So I am here, upright and mostly lucid. And unsupervised!

Lucid And Unsupervised would make a great album name.

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Near to the building where I work downtown, there's a little open area that always funnels the wind from the lake right across -- in winter it's biting cold, though it's nice in summer because at least you get some cooling air.

Security: So it must be warming up outside, right? They turned the A/C on in the lobby.
Sam: Well, it's sunny out, but it's cold.
Security: They say there's a pretty hefty breeze.
Sam: Well, it's always breezy on the Plass.

It came out before I even thought about it. He totally didn't even notice, that's how confident I was that it was the right word. He just nodded and went on with his day.

*headdesk*

I want to go home now, I am tired.