And I've been wrong, I've been down
and to the bottom of every bottle
These five words in my head
Scream are we having fun yet?
Ya?, Ya?, Ya? ...No no
Nickleback's How You Remind Me lyrics. I just asked the hubby to crank it.
My way of saying things pretty much suck from my chair.
Not to worry, though. It's only temporary.
I didn't make it to the MOB meeting at the fair on Saturday. The weekend was reserved for crashing. My body demanded it.
Stop. Now. No. Longer. Functional. Must. Crash.
So I missed meeting Mary and Jo and the other blog kids.
I only handled a couple urgent e-mails yesterday, planning to come in to the office for a fresh start today.
Fresh Start? Hmmm. 9:40 PM as I type this and I have something like 50 gazillion e-mails UNREAD.
On the bright side, they're unread because I spent all day solving a problem for a customer before it happened.
In case it hasn't occurred to you, (first time here?), I do not possess the talent of Lileks, so I won't be weaving a lesson on the war on terror artfully into the text of this rant.
Time for a (arguably) graceful exit..........
These five words in my head
Scream are we having fun yet?
Ya?, Ya?, Ya? ...No no
P.S. At what point will they be showing up to confiscate my blogger license?
Ahhhh... how I relate.
Just today, after 3 sequentially unproductive (OK, maybe not UNPRODUCTIVE, but maybe marginally productive) days, I'm finally settlling into my chair to craft some email responses to the hordes (scads?) of electronic gibberish (David Gary might croon "Drunken Gibberish"), but gazing out at the frozen but dry street before me, I believe I have to take a run, and hope the exercise and cold wind in my face brings me back to being an effective human.
So... your Nickelback lyrics inspired me.
Time to Trikke.
Have a rockin' holiday... productive, or not.
Warmest regards,
ME
Posted by: Marcus Arelius | December 23, 2004 at 05:13 PM
Ahhhh... how I relate.
Just today, after 3 sequentially unproductive (OK, maybe not UNPRODUCTIVE, but maybe marginally productive) days, I'm finally settlling into my chair to craft some email responses to the hordes (scads?) of electronic gibberish (David Gary might croon "Drunken Gibberish"), but gazing out at the frozen but dry street before me, I believe I have to take a run, and hope the exercise and cold wind in my face brings me back to being an effective human.
So... your Nickelback lyrics inspired me.
Time to Trikke.
Have a rockin' holiday... productive, or not.
Warmest regards,
ME
Posted by: Marcus Arelius | December 23, 2004 at 05:13 PM