Small Projects

It’s morning now, and I have reclaimed the privacy of my cell. Today shouldn’t be too bad; I’m going to spend much of it cleaning up little problems that have crept up over the course of trying to meet a large deadline. Hopefully, by the end of the day I’ll have been able to clear off my desk as well. Right now, a number of projects lay open waiting for me to address issues involving them. There was something nagging my brain that I intended to write about, but alas, I didn’t write it down so no joy on actually expressing it. Have a good Friday ya’ll.

ETA: They didn’t cut my tea this morning! I usually have them mix my tea half sweet half unsweet because here in the pseudo* south people like to die of sugar shock on a regular basis. The tea is too darned sweet, but I can’t stop drinking it. Aaaah!

*Atlanta is in the south and harbors many southern tendencies, but as Alm says, the city itself has been horribly corrupted by the never-ending influx of northerners.

Comments

[JM]

What's worse is having to leave the area after many years of _significantly enjoying_ sweet tea, only never to have it again. You don't know what I'd give for Waffle House sweet tea, or Hardee's sweet tea (pre-Carl's Jr corruption, unless they haven't changed it), or Checkers sweet tea. Hell, any sweet tea. So, count your lucky stars, missy! :)

[kmsqrd]

I'm grateful to have sweet tea, because I definatly cannot get it back home. Though, the next time I'm there I may try the Tech (so I've heard because I certainly didn't go there) way of solving that problem. Order a glass of iced tea w/ no ice, a full glass of ice and a mug of hot water. Disolve water into the hot water, pour half of it over ice and add tea. The remaining sugar water ends up with the remaining tea. You end up with watered down tea, but at least it's a supersaturated solution.