Monday, July 25, 2005
Monday not Funday
Here in my own little computer corner, where it is always a little colder in winter than anywhere else in the house, it is now hotter. My frog on the wall says it is 88 degrees. Yes, I am in the same room as the air conditioner, but the air circulation is not optimum, I suspect.
I tried out the glue I bought to fix my sailfish snout. It said on the package that it sticks strongly and quickly to everything but human skin. Today must be Opposite Day.
Minor Things kept going wrong in an irritating way all day. Or maybe it was just me...at one point I caught myself staring intently at a bookcover, trying to find the bit that said what address I was supposed to be mailing it to. This is not what we in the biz like to call Productive.
Also I have been cranky and grouchy to my whole family all day. I suck as a role model and possibly also as a human being. Witness the self-pity inherent in the system.
Bottom line is that I seem to have overdone things a bit Saturday and Sunday. My face and hair are okay, but the rest of me hurts. I already take so much aspirin I'm starting to develop a "Bayer" tattoo across my chest. Now I am starting to regret being so brave and strong when I was in town and NOT stopping to pick up some blackberry brandy....
Oh, screw it, I'm off to town.
I tried out the glue I bought to fix my sailfish snout. It said on the package that it sticks strongly and quickly to everything but human skin. Today must be Opposite Day.
Minor Things kept going wrong in an irritating way all day. Or maybe it was just me...at one point I caught myself staring intently at a bookcover, trying to find the bit that said what address I was supposed to be mailing it to. This is not what we in the biz like to call Productive.
Also I have been cranky and grouchy to my whole family all day. I suck as a role model and possibly also as a human being. Witness the self-pity inherent in the system.
Bottom line is that I seem to have overdone things a bit Saturday and Sunday. My face and hair are okay, but the rest of me hurts. I already take so much aspirin I'm starting to develop a "Bayer" tattoo across my chest. Now I am starting to regret being so brave and strong when I was in town and NOT stopping to pick up some blackberry brandy....
Oh, screw it, I'm off to town.
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