The following account is fictional, so far as anybody knows. It is, however. inspired by an interpretation of a story that might be closer to the truth than an outright lie.
6:00 AM, Saturday
Went to bed early last night so I'd have all day to research my report on learning disabilities (probably focusing on ADD).
I have Eric and Google Scholar at my fingertips, so I should be done by noon at the latest.
Hit the snooze button just one more time. It's Saturday, after all.
Finally got out of bed when I realized that I hadn't heard my alarm go off for maybe half an hour now. No matter, still have plenty of time.
Already found several articles that might be worth reading for my report. Also found a mountain of material that reads like it was written by a team of lawyers used to writing End User License Agreements ... after they've all had frontal lobotomies but before their medication has worn off. I need a break - time to check my email.
Finished checking email. Would have finished faster but my sister sent me a picture of a cat that reminded me of a funy website. Spent far too long looking at pictures of cute fuzzy animals acting like people. Focus! It's time to hit the grindstone again.
Cat (the skinny one) decided to walk across my keyboard, closing several windows. Realized that this behavior is only funny when seen on the silly website viewed earlier.
Yelling at animals who don't understand English (or at least don't care) is not productive, in spite of its theraputic qualities.
Found several more articles that may be worth reading. Decided to narrow it down by weeding out the really long and/or boring ones.
Woke up to the sound of a cat (the fat one) complaining that her food dish was empty. Apparently I wasn't so good at finding decent articles after all. Wife thought the indentations on my forehead made by my keyboard were very amusing. I found the 587 pages of jibberish typed in my sleep less so.
Break for a late lunch while checking email, then back to the grindstone.
Scrapped all previously located articles and started from scratch.
Decided to check my RSS feeds for recent news.
Finished checking all RSS feeds in my Bloglines account. Refreshed page several times just to make sure I didn't miss any. Went back to work.
Was very happy with over an hour of uninterrupted productivity involving an ongoing discussion in a favorite online forum ... until I remembered that report.
Cat (the fat one) decided she wanted more attention. Wouldn't stop tapping me with her paw until I petted her. Began again whenever I stopped, until she noticed the red dot my optical mouse could make on the floor.
Borrowed wife's laser pointer to give cat (the fat one) some exercise.
Gave up on exercising cat (the fat one) when I realized that "noticing" and "chasing" are not synonyms, particularly when dealing with a cat that's shaped like a lumpy bowling ball.
Break to make supper.
Wife's character in World of Warcraft was having difficulty with a quest. Logged into the game to help her out with my level 70 Paladin. Planned to help her quick then get back to work.
Wife's character on World of Warcraft gained two levels. I also created a new character and got it to level ten before I remembered I had work to do. Oh well, I'll just have to finish that report on ADD tomorrow...