For the last 46 minutes I've been sitting here "working." Ask me how much I've accomplished. Ok, actually, wait, don't waste your breath on such an inane question. I have accomplished nothing at all. Nada. Zip. Zilch.
My task? To refine the very indepth, detailed outline for bossman's 15 minute speech - the one he will deliver next week. The topic is something neither he, nor I, are actually experts in. I have a slew of notes and just got a whole slew more handed to me today by two of our partners. I have no idea where to jump into this mess. I worked on it from 9pm last night until 1am this morning. I touched it on and off all day today. And here I sit, staring at the screen again - chatting with a friend via IM instead of working as I should be.
I promised bossman an updated outline by the time he opens his little eyes tomorrow. What the hell was I thinking?!