I've always thought that if I could just crack half past three on a Monday afternoon then I would be close to enlightenment.
But here it is again and I am just as bored and irritable as I usually am. And feeling horribly justified in thinking "why am I working my arse off when no one else , it seems can be bothered?"
Is it the time - I'm a morning person so my downward spiral has definatley begun?
Is it the day?
Is it just having an unrealistic expectation of myself?
Anyway - in the absence of any better ideas I've bought flowers for the office, lit a scented candle, and I'll just plug myself into the ipod and bat on.....Miles Davis I think.
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Listening to/reading/watching
- Spooks, Heroes and Little Dorrit
- The Ascent of Money
- Fountains of Wayne, Dusty Springfield, Nickleback, Talking Heads
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Monday, September 18, 2006
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The sound of Miles always indicates cocktail time for me so that would signal the end of my work day right there. You should just pack up and leave right now.
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