A day in the life of me

As the gasp of cold air cools my already shaved off head, my body realizes its time to get up and embrace a new day. Finishing my ablutions, I dress up and get ready to goto work. My mind is heavy and my body stiff. This whole thing is so damn mundane. With a reluctant mind, I reach office and get in front of the system as usual. This entire routine has become a way of life it seems. Checking my mail, I discover there are a couple of ship stoppers waiting to engulf me. I prepare myself for a tough day ahead, when suddenly, the program manager appears out of nowhere. I have to interface with a support engineer who is supposed to be my guest for the next couple of days. Oh my god! this translates into two 12 hour days for me. Though I get scared initially, I sail along nicely with the support guy. End up with some startling relevations. Back to work after the date with the guest. The work seems lifeless and dull. The customers are yelling and the support is clueless. Amidst this mail cacophonoy, I also have to work on the POC for an IP. Work till late and finally go home at around 9, where a 2 hour study session awaits me. Just as I enter the house, the current goes off to add to my already miserable day. Just then, comes the call from an angel, to breathe in a fresh lease of life into my already half dead body. The conversation unwinds me and I get set to take on the books. No sooner I sit down, than my roomie starts complaining of sickness. I look after him and by the time I put him to sleep, half the night has fled past. I finally decide to call it a day at 3. The alarm goes off at 7.30 again, and as a programmed system, I begin my day from sentence 1 of this writeup!