paperwork

not only is there stress of teaching, advising, family, homelife--- there is the dreaded-never ending-hell of paper work.  Something that seems to be devouring all parts of my waking time.  And, not as an excuse, one of the reasons I have not been diligent with my entries.  

Do not be fooled by the orderly attire and deceiving poetry of prose.  It is a disguise, a rouse, to catch the "uber workers" of the world and drag them into the demon underbelly of hell.  Once it takes hold there is no stopping it.  From creation of the innocent document, to the composition of passages with textbook accuracy, and then finally the metamorphosis.  The change from creation to "revision".  This, my friends, is the beginning of the end.  You might think you are strong enough to challenge the "revision beast" but you are no match for its cunning attacks.  When you swing one way, it blocks and brings you down with a sucker punch.  This beating is ever-lasting and cruel, until finally you give in to it's evil power.  Thinking you can change this demon into an angel, but in the end evil is ever-lasting.

Ok.... a little dramatic, but I swear once you start it is like an infestation of more and more and more.....   It's like a hive of angry bees or a pack of dogs.  It smells fear.

I   Hate   Paperwork.