The plan was to broil some Alaskan salmon and steam some brown rice for supper.
Unfortunately I started working on an assignment for school and the next time i looked up the day was running long. I am trying to get out of the habit of eating late - Europeans be damned.
That reminds me of a port call in Valencia (Valenthia! - the eastern part of Spain has some of the most effeminate lisping pronunciations for everything!), Spain.
Our admin (just a bunch of guys) went out for supper and arrived at a recommended steak restaurant a little after 8PM. They had just opened. After much wine and some pretty amazing steaks we were set to leave at 11PM and realized the place was packed. Even at restaurants the prime hours in "Valenthia" are 10PM-2AM.
Don't get me started on the girls. How can they be that goddamn gorgeous?
Anyway. I guess supper tonight is my nightly bottle of icewater.
With three courses left on the Masters Degree I was unapologetically jealous of the guy emptying the trash cans this morning.
The problem with the "with age comes wisdom" equation is that you know things don't work the way the textbooks spell it out.
When I got my PMP certification the smartest bit of advice I received was "The real world doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is what is in the book."
Paul Simon said in Kodachrome, "When I think back on all the crap I learned in high school, it's a wonder I can think at all."
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