even more about jeans

I’m trying to work out how people who work normal jobs get through Friday afternoons when they don’t have patients to hang out with. What do they do? How do they pretend to be productive? Surely nobody actually works, do they? I can’t understand how that could be possible…

I, of course, am sitting here, typing a blog, and pondering the mysteries of life. I had a surprisingly productive morning (I sat outside with my reading materials and my ipod, and managed to function remarkably well!) but the afternoon has been all downhill, and there’s still 1 hour 10 minutes to go. I was intending to build up time this week and have an early mark today, but I was sick one day, and had no sick leave built up, and had to make up the damn time, which means doing a full day on a Friday, which upsets me greatly.

I’m contemplating walking across the road and buying myself the jeans I’ve been eyeing off for two days. They’re on a 25% off sale – why am I even questioning this decision? Crazy! I’ll go after work maybe. We’ll see. Indecisive today.

What is it about me and jeans at the moment?