1.09.2007

Here I am at my desk.

This morning occurred in a series of misfortunes. First my alarm sounded. And I hit snooze. However, the misfortune is not that I failed to wake up in a timely fashion but that I did get out of bed, take my shower, eat my breakfast, all in good time and still managed to be late to work.

Somewhere in the midst of all that I blew (or is it "flipped"? anyway, all the kitchen appliances and lights went off) a breaker, brewed the worst coffee known to man, put my eyeliner on crooked, picked out clothes that don't match, had to finish my microwave oatmeal on the stove, and burnt my toast.

The worst part is that my hair has acquired this phenomenal capability to absorb and disseminate the most obnoxious smells I encounter. It's not going to let me forget that burnt toast until I chop it off.

sigh

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

wow...




that is amazing



my life pales in comparison


(it's actually "tripped the breaker")

Anonymous said...

so you're getting a hair cut?
;-p

Anonymous said...

you know, if you stay at your desk for this long, you run the risk of a deep vein thrombosis. this could embolize and lodge in your lungs causing pulmonary failure, and you guessed it: death. so i recommend moving about regularly.