Its the eve of a public holiday and I cannot believe the string of bad luck that I’ve been receiving.
For a start, this is the 2nd night in a row I’m working my ass off in the office till midnight. And I had to cancel a gathering at my place last minute (something all of us were looking forward to!) – which sucks even more.
My campaigns also decided to spring a crisis on the eve of the launch date. I love it when they do that – the surprise thing – just throws you off the bloody smooth tangent and all your plans for the night out of the window. Plus some cramps to kick in and leave your body feeling whacked.
Now I really want some good cloud nine over my head right now, along with some food (I’ve not eaten proper lunch and any dinner for 2 nights in a row).
Welcome to my new diet.