September 20, 1999.

Isn't this dratted month over yet?

Another record-breaking Monday. When I investigated last week's lack of assignment, the agency checked around & told me to report the project supervisor this week. Guess what? He's at a conference all week. At least the waiting period outside his darkened office was minimal. HR signed for four hours & I was sent home.

I can't believe these people.

Other than that, there's not much to tell about the day. I was sleepy & bored & vaguely hungry all day, meaning that I grazed continuously. I ate more snacks today than I did all last week. It's funny how easily I can get into a loop sometimes. It starts with comfort snacks instead of lunch & escalates. Oh well. Bread & water & vomiting for the rest of the week, chop chop.