I hate Mondays. Don't know why because the work on Monday is just the same as on any other day, except that there is usually less of it.
But today is a Monday I could really do without. I am supposed to be transcribing some interviews for one of the research fellows who was supposed to be here at 9:30 am. It's now 11:00 am and there is still no sign of him. On top of that I have a migrane, my vision is distorted and my balance is off kilter, even with the blind drawn my office is too bright and I've taken as much in the way of painkillers as I dare without talking to a doctor. All I really want to do is find a quiet corner where I can curl up and die.