cracking myself up

feels like i've been in a huge rush all day ... started out at 7.30 a.m. which is when i got to work because today was a nonteaching day but i still felt incredibly late, i guess this is a good thing? checked my mail, finally found a pulse for my story (deadline for which was today) - and yeah, you got me, i'm doing non-work work at work. haha, if you read that out loud you sound like a frog. or maybe the swedish chef. anyway, i pounced on every email that came in as i not-so-stealthily tried to write my story during the all-day mtg (i kept laughing at my own jokes, how's that for subtle?) ... anyway, it was a piece of shit when i finished it six hours after my deadline. i feel like i've turned into a yes person again, like, yes of course i can do that for you - anything i can attach a price tag to, i take on. even though i have a negative supply of time. i mentioned i was broke, right?

if nobody pays me for this atrocious piece of crap, i won't complain.

hope i can redeem myself with the review. fortunately, between now and then there is some breathing time. which i will of course not take to breathe, but to complete an assignment due at midnight, complete the unit that was due weeks ago, complete LPs for my US's visit Monday, and maybe somewhere in between find my marbles. when i let them roll around the floor like this it's so easy to slip and fall on my ass.