This note was faxed to me by Kaz. The internet services at her work have been cut off for the afternoon (see the china shop for details) and she asked me to post this.
Can’t think straight, splitting headache. Hands shaking, blurry vision. Feel cold and shaky but I’m sweating. Maybe I’m getting the flu’? Some of my workmates seem a bit off colour, someone in particular is very irritable this afternoon. Maybe something is going around?
I think I’m coping pretty well with the limited internet hours. Popped out of the office a couple of times to “pick something up” and dashed down the road to a cyber café to check my email. Shayne from level three was there, we pretended not to notice each other. Running out of excuses now.
Don’t know if I’m really getting any more work done. Keep dropping things. Perhaps the flu’ is affecting my coordination? That can happen you know.
The second time I popped down to the cyber café Jon had emailed me this quiz, “are you an internet addict.” My score was in the highest range. It must have been rigged. The questions must have been biased towards the high end. One of the questions was about how much money you spend on internet cafes on an average day, then you have to multiply it by the number of days in the year. That was scary. I think I must’ve done the maths wrong. That’s probably what screwed up my test score.
My sister, Saz (who is not a horticulturalist) sent me some information about internet addiction support groups. Why is everyone picking on me? I don’t have a problem, ok? Anyway, I had a quick look to humour her. Trouble is, all the support groups and sources of information are online. Didn’t have time to read them properly, and can’t do it at work because the internet is cut off again (which is all my fault, me and my dumbass “jokes” that always backfire). Not that I’d actually *want* to read it all. I mean, it’s not like I’m addicted or anything.
Gotta go, boss is heading over. Must look industrious.
Posted by Fionnaigh at May 2, 2003 01:23 PMFace it: fax just isn't the same. Not at your fingertips. Not instant. Pffft.
*grumpy in withdrawal* (but the booze will help a lot)
Posted by: toni at May 3, 2003 07:59 AM