i struggle to make it 7 minutes into espn sports center. 3 attempts to shut off the tv, i am outsmarted by the remote. my brain is wrecked.
i lie in the dark, trying to figure out when i must catch the shuttle to the airport. unable to make the calculation, i set the wake up call for 5am hoping that it all works out.
hotel pillows suck, i doubt the wake up call will be needed.
i had spent the week (or at least 90 hours of it) writing a sow (statement of work). absolute pure torture.
sometimes you live life other times you just exist.
Posted by griff at April 30, 2002 02:39 AM