Friday, November 11, 2005
sick as a dog
Actually, more like barking like a dog. I've been stuck with this annoying cough for the past 3 days already. As much as I want to go home and rest, there's this big (as in huge) regional presentation coming that we have to prepare for. Aside from that, we are rushing the usual requirements demanded by clients who had the gall to take 2-week vacation leaves in the thick of it all.
Further, when I do get to rest, I end up coughing - continuously, like an old sputtering motorcycle. Net of it all, I don't get to sleep (much).
I am already dreading the overtimes of next week. Hoping to get better over the weekend.
Maybe the vintage bazaar in Rockwell will help.
dezphaire strapped in @ 8:59 AM
Sometimes bored. Most of the time oddly alive. Phobic of butterflies. Creatively suppressed. Hungry for coffee and shoes. This is my subconscious talking... at times interrupted by my reality.
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