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Dec. 27th, 2006 09:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thanateI remain not quite sick, really. And now I'm in the lab pretending to work. Since I'm the only one here though, and Carey hasn't showed up to suggest what she thinks I really ought to be doing, I may end up petering out and going home early. And taking a nap, probably, which is starting to sound really good right now. This may turn out to be the sort of sick where I just only have energy in 2-4 hour intervals... less miserable, overall, but more feeling of pathetic.
My teabag tells me: "The great and glorious masterpiece of man is how to live with a purpose." --Montaigne Which I believe I understand the sentiment of, but I'm fairly sure that, as expressed, it makes absolutely no sense at all. (Which is not to say that my syntax makes sense a lot of the time, but at least I'm not going around publishing the sorts of things that get written on teabag tags.)
My teabag tells me: "The great and glorious masterpiece of man is how to live with a purpose." --Montaigne Which I believe I understand the sentiment of, but I'm fairly sure that, as expressed, it makes absolutely no sense at all. (Which is not to say that my syntax makes sense a lot of the time, but at least I'm not going around publishing the sorts of things that get written on teabag tags.)