12.10.99

    Just a few quiet minutes to write. Just a few sips of coffee. Just a few notes of Vivaldi. Just give me a second to gather my thoughts. Don't make me be cheerful. Don't make me look alive. Don't make me give you an excuse. Just give me a few minutes. A few quiet minutes.

    Don't tell me you wanted it yesterday. Don't call me on the phone. Don't email with exclamations! Don't put the ball in my court. Don't make me come over there.

    Work continues at high-velocity. I went to this networking thing last night to throw a few back and not think about work. Today I have a headache and every deadline. For the moment, I'm feeling an eerie calm because if I don't make the deadlines then... so what. There will be more deadlines to miss or meet. I've got three things to finish today and I'm shutting everything else out. I don't want my job to become my life. I didn't sign up for that. I guess we'll see....