Got into the office today after a week off to find a nice Easter basket filled with candy on my desk. El Jefe found this gift oddly touching. Usually I leave such sentimentality to others, but I suppose the fact that this was the first time I've spent Easter alone left me a bit morose over the weekend. My Easter was spent sitting in my apartment trying to finish a revised thesis my @!@## advisor didn't even read. He did sign it though, for which I will forgive him quite a bit. Still, two years ago I was treated to a magnificent meal prepared by my mother. One year ago I enjoyed a superb meal prepared by my sister. This year I feasted on a frozen freaking pizza. Maybe next year I'll just stay in bed.

Anways it was nice to have a bit of the ole Easter tradition. God knows I don't need the effing candy.