Knackered...
Oct. 28th, 2005 10:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sarahxIt's done. Dropped the magazine through the door of the printers at just gone 9, then had to drive home.
I make that a 64 hour week in the office. I've no idea how I managed that (and more) every week when I had a real job. Little wonder I wound up with an ulcer.
[when I say 'done', 'almost done' would probably be more accurate. Brain death had set in and I've written about 60 words of my column. Only about another 700 to go. I will be writing it on the train to football in Norwich tomorrow morning. Thank goodness I've done all the research, at least...]
I make that a 64 hour week in the office. I've no idea how I managed that (and more) every week when I had a real job. Little wonder I wound up with an ulcer.
[when I say 'done', 'almost done' would probably be more accurate. Brain death had set in and I've written about 60 words of my column. Only about another 700 to go. I will be writing it on the train to football in Norwich tomorrow morning. Thank goodness I've done all the research, at least...]
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Date: 2005-10-29 09:33 am (UTC)(Runs around room doing aeroplanes)
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Date: 2005-10-29 12:15 pm (UTC)I was sat next to Matt Lund, who had the cheek to accuse me of being a pessimist by saying, 'Well, we can let in a late equaliser now!'
Delighted to be proved wrong... The players were so, so happy at the end. Anyone would think we'd just beaten Chelsea!