I've twittered, I've texted, I've spoken to actual people. I just want to go back home. I've heard of this "eight hour work day" and I think it's a myth. I've done two billable hours and I'm ready to get back under the covers. I slept a long time last night, too.
I think the shrink calls it a "zest for life" that I'm lacking. Maybe I'm depressed. Maybe the rain is affecting me. Maybe I just need a nap. Maybe I need to eat more than the 450 calories I've consumed today. Yup... I need some lunch, stat.
Maybe I could eat while I nap. Where's that home IV kit?
Did you read that and wonder "what's a home 4 kit?"
Idiot.
goochout.
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