Monday, January 24, 2005

The Best-Laid Plans

I planned to make a poster last night. Instead, I made vindaloo.
I planned to write an abstract last night. Instead, I wrote a letter.
I planned to edit two paragraphs. I wrote two new pages.
I planned to leave at 5:00 today. I only became aware of the time at 6:30.
I planned to ask a quick question. The answer took 90 minutes.
I planned to refill my pen. I ended up with ink on my fingers and nose.
I planned to eat lunch. I had a cup of coffee.

I think I should go home now. At least, that's the plan.