You know when you have so much work that it simply will not be physically possible to do it all, but you have to do it anyway? And you also have a sick kid and five loads of laundry to fold? And you're sitting on the futon next to the sick kid, and you write a ridiculously long blog post instead of working, and your anxiety level starts to ratchet up, and there's nothing to do but go on?
Yeah, I thought you did. (And if you don't, be glad.)
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I have a sick kid, a cranky kid, a huge pile of work that all has to be done today. So I'm cruising around the internet and eating tiny powdered doughnuts.
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