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Lemniscate
Some days just never end... they drag on and on like molasses moving uphill in winter. I feel as if I've become trapped on a Möbius strip of perpetual tasks and meetings all with the same inevitable conclusion: we need more tasks and meetings before this issue can be resolved.
In my feverish state I'm convinced I can actually see time stretching out before me here. You could fly a hummingbird past me and I could pick out individual feathers for you. You could race a cheatah past me and I could play a leisurely game of join-the-spots on his back before he noticed.
I half remembered something along the lines of "Starve a fever, drown a cold... confuse a contusion, fake an ache, peruse a bruise, ignore acute respitory failure" or something like that so I drank three pints of water over the course of this morning. I'm now trapped in Deja Urinal Hell. How can one body hold so much water?
It doesn't help that I was supposed to have today off to collect my brand new beast PC which was delayed by a day because the engineer building the system had an issue with the flux capacitor on the man-machine interface module and couldn't get the parts. So instead I have tomorrow off... not a lot of use that is to me when TODAY JUST WON'T END!!!
Apr.15.2003