getting very sleepy now.
sleepy
getting very sleepy now.
getting very sleepy now.
Ok. I have told my project manager that I’ve been up since 2am and that I’m going to go shower, and that showering may prompt napping, and if it does, I’ll be back in time for the 1pm meeting. Showering now. I’m thinking of *gasp* doing some *writing* after that. music: Crush, Bon Jovi
I’m wrong. The relevant coworkers are at work already. And I don’t have the password to work on Sarah’s site saved on this computer yet. *thonk thonk thonk*
I’m not sure it actually fills me with delight that I was able to complete the two and a half weeks of work I was behind in the last three hours. I also made a loaf of bread and talked to Ted, who got up at 6 to go to work and reboot the fucking server, for 15 minutes. Those things which I have not completed at work are not completed because they’re dependent on other people also doing their work, most of which was due by last Friday at…
“Couldn’t sleep?” “How could you tell?” “You’re up.” I have been awake since two fucking fifteen, when Ted’s fucking work called to tell him the server was down. For an hour I was too pissed to get back to sleep, and then the airport, which is less than two miles away, started doing I don’t know what the fuck, testing engines or something, which involves a pervasive, ear-aching, bone deep whine which may or may not be generally audible under the ambient noise of day to day life but which…