@JulesyMcJulesface: Oh my, that’s a very long time… It reminds me of my aunt who was a physician and she got all the long shifts as she had no kids… I could saw her at Christmas when I went to the hospital… Long shifts are tiring even if one does little, Alvaro had 12 hour night shifts, mostly just waiting for telephones, not falling asleep was as hard as falling asleep (and keep staying asleep) afterwards at home.
8 hours can be longer than ideal already, it depends on the work. And the individual, Alvaro and I never understood how others can have so much energy… Or passion though I actually liked my work. When not too many problematic persons were involved. I like teamwork as long as people do their jobs. My experiences are mixed. I had awesome perfect managers who helped me and absolutely useless annoying ones who tried to keep me from work and insulted me without reason. well that was one short thing but I never will forget it.
I typically disliked designers and programmers alike - I think they are natural enemies for a programmer… - but some were worse than others.
My other coworkers were mostly cool.
I still preferred working alone. Do you know how much bigger the compatibility between me and how much quicker is communication? 
And it works for tiny projects just fine. Maybe some design ON TIME.
I tracked my (non-carnivore though it wasn’t too bad until the evening when I got hungry again despite all the good food I ate) yesterday… Both fat and protein over 200g, it happens. I was hungry and ate all day. About 530g meat?
Today will be better. I got hungry early but it’s the kind that passes. I did eat a few bites at lunch but it was minimal. I had fresh fried pork at that point, I tasted it, lovely! I managed to forget about it and it got a bit black but still pretty and good!
We opened the smoked quail eggs in sauce we bought last Saturday at the “night market” on the night of Museums… Good, the sauce REALLY didn’t need the little sugar in it… I tasted it but don’t want to eat much of it (it’s a tiny jar but 12-15 eggs, they said) so I eat 1-2 more eggs and the rest is Alvaro’s.
I have my pâté, didn’t consider it needed to make new sponge cakes so I took a shot for @coopdawg with my last 2 old ones, they spent some time squashed in a little box in the freezer but they should do.
I have some new flowers (I mean, the plants are here since ages but they started their yearly bloom…) and an old cat, Caroline “Cloud” Aida 
She isn’t really old but the oldest of the whole bunch and the most dignified by far.
By the way, the day wasn’t better. I am an idiot and yes, I can say that, my inner structure makes it sure it does more good than harm. Tomorrow will be better. I know as I start to feel actual negative effects on my straying. Alvaro will be on holiday for 3 weeks (due to the change of owners at the company, it seems all will be mostly well but they need time) and I will need to do my best not to go off all the time. I tried to behave and mostly did for so long, my inner rebel surely will want things. But as going off stopped being worth it, some radical changes are necessary. Maybe I come out of July well.
(I still want to make new recipes and stuff.)
Just eat the zc any time I want it, any amt I want, and life goes on merrily along in fine form 
