an argument for human cloning

Why is this week not over yet? Actually, why is July not over yet? It should be July; I've done enough work in the last two weeks for it to be July by now.

This week hasn't quite been a disaster, but it's been so bloody busy that I can't keep track of the five or six time-sensitive projects I'm working on and where I'm physically going at the same time. I keep forgetting where all my edges are and crashing my elbows into things, or dropping things. And every time I talk to anybody, I end up with another project. (One of today's new ones consists of showing somebody else where to find the data for a project everyone admits I'm too busy for. Problem being, I don't even have the time to show this person where the data is. She asked me twice today and I couldn't stop for long enough to show her.)

This is why I haven't started packing yet. I can't make a decision about anything outside of work. My brain is interested in the abstract idea of packing, but it refuses to do anything about the concrete act.