I love deadlines. I love the whooshing noise they make as they go bye.
do you ever have a plan for the day and suddenly it’s 4pm and you’ve achieved literally nothing
I believe Douglas Adams and John Lloyd came up with a word for this feeling.
As in all such disastrous events, estimates of the casualties varied wildly. They started at forty-seven dead, eighty-nine seriously injured, went up to sixty-three dead, a hundred and thirty injured, and rose as high as one hundred and seventeen dead before the figures started to be revised downward once more. The final figures revealed that once all the people who could be accounted for had been accounted for, in fact no one had been killed at all.
Douglas Adams in The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul
I love how Douglas Adams presents such items as parody, but it actually speaks fairly true to the nature of mainstream media. It doesn’t matter if it’s accurate, it matters if it can be sensationalized.
Arthur made nervous noises.
Arthur slapped his arms about himself to try to get his circulation a little more enthusiastic about its job.






