Lost in a drug induced haze
I’ve been on DayQuil and NyQuil for several days now, and it shows. Friday I made Olivia a doctor’s appointment to discuss her weight. When I dragged myself out of bed this morning, my immediate goals were to get Olivia and myself ready to go to the clinic. However, I was mistrustful of my internal calendar, so I looked at Dale’s fancypants keyboard and it said that today was Sunday, not Monday. I stumbled back to the bedroom to ask Dale for confirmation, and he said it was Sunday. I didn’t believe him either, so I came back to the office to check my computer’s clock. It too said that today was Sunday.
While I might have believed that Dale and his computer were off, I didn’t think my computer would be part of the conspiracy, so I finally accepted that today was Sunday, and not, in fact, Monday.
My internal calendar being out of whack would also explain why neither Desperate Housewives nor Grey’s Anatomy were on last night and I was stuck watching Law and Order reruns.









