Friday, March 19, 2004

Friday, slow and grey

It's like someone has dipped this entire day into formaldehyde, extracted its internal organs for storage, and mummified the whole thing in swathes of grey. Everything looks so dull. Something seems to have leached all meaning out of this day.

All I can do is sit at the computer and push keys with a passing semblance of work, while I wait these doldrums out.

(mandatory silver lining: I get to leave at 5pm today)

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