This past Thursday night one of my favorite bands, the Old 97's, were performing for their only L.A. date. However, that evening I was in bed by 9:30 because I'd come down with a cold.
The thing is: I still went to work during the day Thursday. I do have paid sick days, and plenty of time saved up; nonetheless, for reasons that defy logic, a project compelled me to pretend to work.
My priorities are so screwed up.
(I did call in sick on Friday. Eventually I get the clue.)
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