In a span of three hours, I cleaned out my inbox and made some serious strides on the neighborhood newspaper. You probably can’t hear it, but I just let out a very loud sigh of relief. At 9 pm tonight, I had 143 unread emails. Now, at midnight? Zero.
I. Am. Good.
An Oprah-esque story coming soon…
Until then,
MDIC
Tags: Life
I am a writer by trade and a procrastinator by nature. Welcome to my collection of personal narratives and other such things I’ve written in the name of time-wasting. Peruse at your leisure.
This is Calla. She looks calm, but she once ate a door:
This is Chelsea. She had a great sense of humor and knack for sarcasm:
5 responses so far ↓
1 Boo // Feb 27, 2008 at 4:45 am
You are very good! I look forward to the Oprah-esque story since I don’t know what that means.
2 jiffer // Feb 27, 2008 at 5:42 am
see how important it is to take an unscheduled day off!! Makes it possible to plow into shit again.
3 lizzy // Feb 27, 2008 at 5:53 am
I bow to your efficiency.
4 Sasha // Feb 27, 2008 at 2:22 pm
143 unread emails? Wow, you’re worse than I am! How old were some of them? I hope it takes you a while to build up that large of a reserve. I do have over 1,000 deleted emails in my trash box though…
5 Kathryn // Feb 28, 2008 at 9:50 am
well done!