i took a mental health day
and implied it was related to my period. i woke up this morning to the roar of a passing car engine. lately, unless nyquil is involved, i have been having a hard time sleeping. i'm concerned i'll turn in to my mother. sleep deprived and beyond cranky.
after contemplating the pros and cons of playing hooky, i called in. thankfullly or not, the message was delivered to my boss's boss vmail. and sitting here, i now realize she wasn't in the office.
great.
well, it's done.
and so i read for the large part of the day. ocassionally looking out at manhattan. and i have to say, i'm angry i read the book. it depressed me. i want to burn it. i tried to wash the wallow out of myself with a hot shower. i contemplated a beer, but that would further serve to dampen the spirit. god. why write a book like that?
alright, in case you want to torture yourself, Rohinton Mistry wrote A Fine Balance.
You'll note, if you go to Amazon, there are no reader reviews.
bleh!

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