Mondays. Waking up this morning was tough – I’m not even sure I heard the alarm. On the train back to New Haven, the girl sitting next to me pulled out her (Level 2) CFA book and asked if I had a pen. (I didn’t.) Tried to do some reading on the ride, but ended up napping for a bit instead.
Bruegger’s had green bagels this morning. Bright. Green. I’m not sure how I would feel eating one of those. Probably not too right.
Then it was work work work. Lunch break was yummy – spinach, rotisserie chicken, and a bit of rice. Then it was more work work work.
I knew I had to cook my tofu tonight – it’s been sitting in my fridge for nearly a month. Though it doesn’t expire until March 29, I think anything that’s been sitting in my fridge for that long needs to be taken care of. Simmered the tofu in a mix of water and soy sauce and sa cha jiang for … well, for however long I dry-Swiffered my apartment. Then I took the tofu out and threw in a bag of frozen broccoli, and proceeded to let that cook for…however long I wet-Swiffered my apartment. Hurray for Swiffers! And by the time my floors were clean, my dinner was done. Double-hurray! I did throw the tofu back into the pan to party with the broccoli for awhile. I set aside some tofu and broc, packing it for lunch. Only to realize while I was eating that I don’t need to bring lunch tomorrow. Lunch meeting!
And then I…read See-fuh. Security market line and capital asset pricing model. Risk! Standard deviation! Return! Gah!
I think I’ll stare at these pictures instead: