Dia Duit

"Hello" in Irish Gaelic. From hearing it, it's pronounced "Jee-ah ditch."

"Slán go fóill" is "Bye for now." Pronounced "Slawn goh foal."

I started cooking that New Orleans dish I cooked last week at midnight. Which might explain my sense of exhaustion and upside-down feeling today. I cooked for several hours (kind of a labor intensive recipe), and was really into it. But towards the end I felt my energy just evaporate, and I fell into bed smelling of spices, and exhausted. Then my alarm blared loudly. I had set it at 6am because I wanted to wake sis up for her work. So, with my head swimming in gasoline and cotton, I leapt out of bed and woke sis up. Of course, with all that effort the BART train had to have major hour-long delays, and sis was late anyway. Dammit.

I think I snacked around 1 or 2 am. I can't remember what.

Breakfast:
1 chicken thigh with mushrooms in rich sauce (spicy!)
1.5 cup rice
3 currant cookies
1.5 cup milk with mudslide mixed in (I was hoping the dairy would erase the metallic-like spice of the chicken, but it made it worse!)

Sis said the recipe was a success, but when I ate it for breakfast it tasted so odd. I hope it's just that fact that I cooked it.

5 lame push ups
10 situps

Dinner:
8 oz. chicken with mushrooms
1 cup rice

brownies!

water

I am groggy and sleepy as hell, but I must not sleep. Gots to prepare for my second day of work tomorrow. I don't want to. I am scared out of my ass.