A new (work) week

Weather: 28 degrees (feels like 20); cloudy
Mood: eh
Listening to: blowers
Where am I? work

I'm on desk 3 hours today, and I can't seem to settle to work at my desk mentally either. In four days I have a blogging class to teach and I'm getting that panicked Term-Paper-Due feeling from college.

The book I'm reading right now (at home) is absolutely creeping me out and a I can't wait to read more. It involved the My Lai "incident" in Vietnam, and politics. But all I can think about is flies and vodka and boiled geraniums. Good thing I've read something about My Lai or I'd be lost.

Which leads me to the thought that people can be really horrible to one another. Men with guns, men with teakettles, men with secrets, women who have affairs, women with grudges.... It's all awful. And that's just the characters in the book!

So I'm thinking all this and I get a promised delivery, which is definitely clean, but not wet--I'm confused now--and it turns out that I wasn't supposed to get the washed item after all.... It's nice to laugh, even though it feels a bit like dancing at a funeral. Which, I heard on NPR yesterday, is what happens at Ghanaian funerals.

ANYWAY. Time to hit the Ref desk. This is shaping up to be a completely lost workday. Tomorrow is, too.

But I will have blinds on my living room and dining room windows by March 12 at the latest. And that's a wonderful thing, because then I can hide from the world for real.