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i procrastinated on a presentation all last week, and so today i ended up at the office at 7:30am to finish it. i don't remember anything about the trip this morning—usually i at least remember something i saw on the walk out of the subway stairs or on the platform, but not today. that cranberries song would've been playing in the movie version.
three (strong) coffees and urinal excursions apiece later, i was, naturally, smashing. and then my boss's boss comped me a free day for working hard, which was cool.
after four hours of meetings and then a regular day at the cubicle, i should know that two coronas is too many. but two coronas i nursed, with my buddy emerson (back from the ole conservatoire dayz) at barracuda. we caught up on jobs, apartment hunting, recent breakups (both of us), grad school musings, and all that. it was nice, and the bar cooperated for once by being not too crowded and not too smoky. then i staggered into a cab and now i'm going to sleep sleep sleep.
posted August 19, 2002 in delivery. 2004