turkey sandwichI'm taking the afternoon off work because I feel like crap. I'll spare you the details. Suffice to say I think I'll be okay tomorrow. I've got a deadline coming up in a little over two weeks and I don't like to lose the day. I might have to go in on Sunday to catch up (if this strikes you as amazing dedication to my job, you probably don't realize how much I goof off at work. I get stuff done, so I feel justified. And I figure the extra little bits of time I put in close to crunch time makes up for that at least a little bit). For some reason I'm feeling a great deal of spiritual anguish or something and I'm trying very hard to resist the temptation to relate it to the world. That's how the world gets bad poetry. The world doesn't need more of that. it's entirely possible that my anguish is less spiritual than it is digestive. I'd hate to publicly expose my soul to an unfeeling public simply on account of a questionable turkey sandwich I ate this morning. That would be very embarassing. I hope this isn't a flu. I really don't need to come down with the flu. comments:This post is archived. Comments are disabled. Feel free to send me email if you have something to say. | |
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