Friday, 28 August 2009

What Me?

Dear Diary: Spent most of today feeling ill and incapacitated by a hangover as ever.

Jammed a stapler with the wrong size of staple. Removed staple with key pinched from colleague's desk. 1/2 hr. There is nothing that can go wrong in an office that cannot be solved by things you can find in the office, which somehow amounts to a futile and circular argument*.

Went 'home' to the local Weatherspoons for the usual gallon of medicinal Wifebeater.

Went home v. hungry and nothing in the larder but a small pot of honey, which ate.

Tomorrow another day working on my Project, "X---- Primary Care Trust: Mental Health Strategy for 2015".

Well, it is now 0130 and I am not sure I am feeling any better.

* except in the US postal service where a colleague might "go postal" at any moment. But they have cool stuff like guns.

3 comments:

xoggoth said...

That is very strange. Google indicates that the health strategy of every nation and every continent spans a period ending in 2015. What do you know that we dont?

O.M. Hubbard (L. Ron's mother) said...

You had a small pot of honey!?

Bloody luxury.

Chertiozhnik said...

Well, we have strategies that go on a bit longer, but only so that we can do stuff about "Vision 2020". We do like a laugh, us lizard people.

Hamsters. Mmmm. And honey.