Saturday, July 25, 2009

Q: So Gin, how's your weekend going?

A: I woke up in a panic in the pre-dawn hours, thinking about all the things I need to work on for an important meeting next week, the one that was conceptualized on Thursday afternoon, the one that as of 3 p.m. Friday was moved from Tuesday to MONDAY MORNING, the one that I CAN'T prepare for just yet because of a server outage until 1 p.m. today.

So at 6 a.m. I was cleaning out my large bathroom drawers as silently and nearly in the dark as possible so I wouldn't wake J. Because that's what sane people do.

Stupid brain.

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