17.5 hour workday #@$#$ **#$@^(#

As if yesterday was not bad enough there came today. After spending a f***$% 15 hours in the office yesterday all I managed to get was barely 5 hours of sleep. Meaning like all other days, today too i was feeling sleepy but somehow had so much work that i did not have the luxury of dozing off, like i usually do. (The hours from 12-1:30 PM are the worst. Am usually never able to control myself in this duration and have a few small nap breaks of 2-5 mins)

So I returned from office at 1:30 in the night. Could have gone off to sleep and had good rest for 6.5 hrs but I had just started another Grisham's novel yesterday and was really hooked. But managed to read only an hour or so and finally dozed off at three.

Morning had the alarm set at 7:45 but woke up only after 8. Hurriedly had a shave and a bath and the cab was here by 9. An hour's journey to office (Bangalore's traffic is hell) and there I was ready to begin a new day. But i had not imagined that this would be one of the longest days of my life.

Work kept pouring in, with the output rate being a fraction of the input. And not all of it was interesting. Some or rather a lot of it was pure manual labour (or better called shit work). And the time kept dragging. ManU's loss to Barca added to my miseries ( did not see the match though the TV was on, just heard the commentary). Time kept dragging on... and a good night's sleep still eludes me.

Finally got the day or rather the night off at 3:30 Am. But this was not the end. 17.5 hours stay in the office. But i had to come back too. It again took an hour - there were 3 of us and i was the last one to be dropped. Made it to the campus at 4:30 and still have not gone off to sleep. All for elaborating my nightmare, else with time the gory details are forgotten.......

Well have to get up at 8 tomorrow, so better have some sleep now........