I'm never really at my best on three hours sleep.
I got up when the alarms went off, but that's about the highlight so far.
The Split Pea Soup was still in the refrigerator, so I nuked that while I got dressed. It was more horrible than the Chicken Noodle Soup the other day. No wonder they were on sale.
I get all the stuff in the car, drive to the airport, drop off the car, and check in for the flight. Once I am in the terminal, I remember that I left the carrots that I bought for the flight in the refrigerator at home. So I was forced to buy something at the airport.
The least disgusting choices appeared to be at Starbucks. I bought the Chicken Kalamata sandwiche on a baguette.
The bread was hard and horrible, and I hate olives, so maybe this wasn't my best selection.
I ate the Chicken and a quarter if the bread, maybe half. Now I am waiting to board the plane.
Oh well, the whole sandwich was 11 points, so I probably only wasted eight.
Twelve hours from now, this will all be just a memory.
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