Saturday, October 01, 2005
Priority Check
I have come in to my office, but I suddenly feel that I am not going to do any work. In fact, I'm rather sure of it; I just made plans to be somewhere at seven. It takes me more time than that just to check my e-mail. Mainly because so many people want to tell me about the "pharmaceutical revolution," but still, it's a time consumer.
After last night's assorted disasters, however, I feel I must have another go at weekend fun. Leaving the office "happy hour" a little happier than I should have been after what turned out to be several hours of vodka tonics, I attempted to go meet up with some non-work friends (or "real friends," as I sometimes like to call them) in Lakeview. It wasn't until I was standing outside the bar that I realized I had apparently decided not to be weighed down by any form of ID. (I almost wrote "IUD," which would be equally correct.) Relatively unphased, I simply decided to take the train home, at which point I got on the wrong train, couldn't figure out which stop to get off at, and ended up walking several miles to my home. To top it all off, I randomly called friends and filled them in on the meaning of life for the duration of my walk. I am surprised I still HAVE friends to go out with this evening.
But I do, and I will, so it looks like no work for me today. The good (?) news is that it will definitely still be here waiting for me tomorrow.
I have come in to my office, but I suddenly feel that I am not going to do any work. In fact, I'm rather sure of it; I just made plans to be somewhere at seven. It takes me more time than that just to check my e-mail. Mainly because so many people want to tell me about the "pharmaceutical revolution," but still, it's a time consumer.
After last night's assorted disasters, however, I feel I must have another go at weekend fun. Leaving the office "happy hour" a little happier than I should have been after what turned out to be several hours of vodka tonics, I attempted to go meet up with some non-work friends (or "real friends," as I sometimes like to call them) in Lakeview. It wasn't until I was standing outside the bar that I realized I had apparently decided not to be weighed down by any form of ID. (I almost wrote "IUD," which would be equally correct.) Relatively unphased, I simply decided to take the train home, at which point I got on the wrong train, couldn't figure out which stop to get off at, and ended up walking several miles to my home. To top it all off, I randomly called friends and filled them in on the meaning of life for the duration of my walk. I am surprised I still HAVE friends to go out with this evening.
But I do, and I will, so it looks like no work for me today. The good (?) news is that it will definitely still be here waiting for me tomorrow.
