decaffeinated and back (part 2)
There’s nothing worse than being the sleepiest person on earth who had to wake up at three in the morning for work, with only two bananas and a big mug of coffee that could not keep you awake for breakfast. That is, if you consider spilling some of the coffee on your only plain white blouse as a negligible addition to that, then yes, there’s nothing worse.
Yesterday, I pasted this conversation that was going on in my head. That conversation was actually taken from one of my best-liked conversations between Elizabeth Bennet and Fitzwilliam Darcy, who are, by far, the fictional characters closest to my heart. Their original conversation was actually centered on the power of poetry to drive away any affection short of true love. Whereas my rendition is focused on the power of coffee in inducing sleep. I guess that closes the topic.
I am still having this dilemma of whether or not to proceed to Kalasag right after work. I brought a pillow with me, and, how could I forget, my business ed files. I’m not sure if there’s still some work for me to do (work meaning paperwork), but I believe there’s no harm in trying to be prepared, although I should be allowed to say that the files are beginning to take toll on my poor back and backpack.
Today is Kuya Mcoy’s birthday (present EIC). Aside from his birthday surprise, they set up a meeting for 6PM tonight, and I actually planned on going home, sleep, and just go to the office in the afternoon (after I have had my fair share of sleep). But seeing as I have predicted that laziness will overcome the better of me, I might as well stay at Kalasag for the whole day (well, there’s the answer to my dilemma!). Good thing I brought a pillow with me.
Other than that, I still have some other businesses to attend to. My sister and I are going to have our uniforms made today, plus McDonald’s has managed to misplace the receipt I so desperately need for the liquidation of the Photography Seminar affair. Thinking of these things make me twice as tired as I already am. Surprising, really, that I was able to write something this long despite my situation.
Still an hour left before work’s over. I’ll try to catch a few winks first, so goodbye, farewell, for now.