Home Sweet Home

The free donuts are less plentiful here at home.

Explanation: Having gotten home at 9pm last night, I've noticed some subtle differences from Poughkeepsie. First of all, when I got home I took the baby, who slept on me until 2am. This means I only got 6 hours of sleep last night, which is in stark contrast to the nine and a half I got on Wednesday night. Of course, I also got to hold my baby, which pretty much makes that a wash. This brings me to the dealbreaker...

There are no free donuts here! In Poughkeepsie, there were free donuts. I had one. It had chocolate frosting and sprinkles on it. It was very good. I could have had more, but I passed so it wouldn't ruin my healthy Wendy's lunch. How am I supposed to function as an employee without free donuts? This is terrible!

Important News Update: In case you were wondering, I got 48 basketball games into the tournament before my bracket went under. After my Sweet 14 put me in a prime stalking position (61st, with tremendous upside potential) I was blown out of the water last night, losing 3 of the 4 games. I will now root for upsets so everyone else's pool gets screwed over. For those of you who haven't been following the mainstream media's take on this, that means I will be rooting "against the chalk." I don't know why I have to be anti-chalk, but I am. Go whiteboards!