my belly is full of street meat / my office is a mess / my mind is two ticks slower / my neck is all stress / i want to sleep / close my eyes and dream / walk beside green pastures / and drink from a bubbling stream / instead all i do is worry / busy researching and fretting / the street meat is not happy / it can't handle the woes of planning a wedding
Tuesday, January 4, 2005
2005.
back at work.
a bit jet-lagged from my seattle trip.
a bit bored from the lack of work at work.
a bit gaseous from the piece of chocolate i just ate.