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Plotting my way to world domination

060622_crown.jpgThere's this Excel spreadsheet I have on my computer at home. It's called log.xls and has detailed information on all the food I have eaten during the last fourteen months, my daily calorie intake, weight (recorded on a daily basis) and body fat (weekly, on Monday mornings), along with weight fluctuation charts and stats.

I also enter all my sessions at the gym, with details on body part(s) I exercised, duration of cardio-vascular exercise, and calories that were burnt.

It also used to hold daily information for me to compile my timesheets at my previous job: time in, time out and lunch breaks, with overtime and projected salary, every day for over two years. At my present job I am hired on a daily rate and therefore I only roughly need to keep track of how many hours I work.

Until a year and a half ago, I also used it to record every single expense and income, no matter how small. Yes, even stuff like 'Newspaper - 35p', and 'Found in street - 1p' - until I decided to outsource the procedure to Microsoft Money, which additionally pesters me with highly informative messages such as 'You may have underestimated you budget for: Food' (such a nice way to tell me I eat too much).

More often than not Dr B. finds me hunched on my laptop in the morning before going to work, updating what he calls my "World Domination Spreadsheet". God forbid I start the day without knowing exactly how many calories I am allowed, based upon the cumulative total of the previous seven days, or with no exact knowledge to the penny of how much money there is in the bank.

And then today at work we discussed keeping track of a series of procedures we recently modified. There was talk of a spreadsheet, and graphs. I kept a straight face and eventually said that yes, well, I suppose I would not mind giving it a go, as I've got a rough idea of how to organise and present the data.

Inside, I was stroking a white long-haired cat, with an evil glint in my eye, a chilling 'mwahahahaaa' resounding through the throne room of my Imperial Palace.

One Response to “Plotting my way to world domination”

  1. Justin Says:

    Well, M, I just keep a simple tally of all the women I've rodgered, and of all the crap jokes I've made. No need for spreadsheets there - I prefer cotton sheets.
    Excuse me a moment, I think Miss Moneypenny has sent me a text.
    James (aka 007/Justin)