Stage fright.

I’m usually OK winging presentations, but I’m not entirely smooth at them either. I had to do a presentation with another guy today, and I only spoke for 10 minutes out of two hours, but it was still oddly tiring. And because of that my mind is drawing a blank right now.

Went out to dinner to an all-you-can-eat pizza place last night with my sister and some of her friends. Unfortunately there were other small groups there and we had to wait an hour to get seated. The problem in a group of six to eight is that not everyone is full or get the pizza they want and so you wait on the last person. Especially since you want them to get their money’s worth, too. Also unfortunately, the pizza was good but not great in my opinion. I’d certainly get it again, but someone else would have to pick it. And I over-garlicked myself and instead of just getting gas, I had more catastrophic stomach problems. Self-limiting, of course, but still unpleasant in it’s own way. I hate to think I have to avoid garlic from now on, but it would make more sense than I have to top cold-turkey. I wonder if there’s a twelve-step program for garlic.