If It's Chinese Food, It Must Be Monday

So, it turns out that yesterday was Thursday, and I failed to notice that, and thus missed my self-imposed deadline to post on Thursday.

Really, I have no excuse, other than I forgot, but mostly it's because I had a yam roll for lunch.

(Stick with me here, this actually does make sense.)

There are a limited number of places to eat within walking distance of work, and even fewer that the people I eat with can all agree upon. Because of that, we almost always eat at the same place on the same day every week. Monday is Chinese food, Tuesday is the bagel deli, Wednesday is the sushi place, Thursday is the other deli, and Friday is bring your lunch to work day, which everyone else interprets as "go get something and bring it back" day.

Sure, it's a little predictable. Okay, it's a lot predictable. But it's better than trying to make a decision every day as we're walking out the door. Lest you think I'm the only weird one, K-poo used to have a spreadsheet that she and her co-workers consulted when determining where to eat. It's all engineers, I'm telling you.

Anyhow, we didn't go to sushi this Wednesday (since everyone except for Jeff bailed on the group lunch), and since I really like the yam rolls, we went there on Thursday. So mentally, I was more prepared for a Wednesday. Because, really, lunch is one of the few things that distinguishes one day from another. And I'm okay with that.

Anyhow, that's why this is twenty-four hours late. Deal with it.