9.27.2005
One of those days
See the time stamp? I am leaving this place right now. I should have gone home hours ago, because I am fried. Every email I send contains an error. Everything I say comes back to haunt me. Every phone call I get is someone telling me about a problem. Every plan I make gets changed. Every time I get up I am broadsided by somebody wanting something.

I have a hair appointment tonight. It's either a huge mistake and I should reschedule for another day, or it's exactly what I need.


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