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sergebroom) wrote2012-10-02 09:16 am
sergebroom) wrote2012-10-02 09:16 am
a farce, then a visit by the force?
The day almost began with a pantalonnade.
I woke up at 2:30am and almost made it back to sleep until the thought popped into my mind that my last email to a friend might have made it sound like, where a certain project was concerned, there were no issues and I was fully committed. ("You mean you haven't been committed *yet*?") I heard that. Of course I knew I couldn't go back to sleep until I had written a followup email to my friend. By the time I was done, there was no way I could go back to sleep so I got ready for a trip to the gym. After I pulled into their parking lot, I picked up my gym bag and began thinking it didn't feel as full as it should. Sure enough, my sweat pants were missing so I drove back home, got my pants, then drove back to the gym. It was either that or a farce that would have ended with a visit by the police force.
I woke up at 2:30am and almost made it back to sleep until the thought popped into my mind that my last email to a friend might have made it sound like, where a certain project was concerned, there were no issues and I was fully committed. ("You mean you haven't been committed *yet*?") I heard that. Of course I knew I couldn't go back to sleep until I had written a followup email to my friend. By the time I was done, there was no way I could go back to sleep so I got ready for a trip to the gym. After I pulled into their parking lot, I picked up my gym bag and began thinking it didn't feel as full as it should. Sure enough, my sweat pants were missing so I drove back home, got my pants, then drove back to the gym. It was either that or a farce that would have ended with a visit by the police force.