Lists

Oops, I forgot
to call my boss.
I made a list,
a color coded list.
I stapled it to my forehead,
with contexts
and actions
and little butterfly stickers
that smelled of oil.
I stapled it to my forehead,
centered by rule,
but I forgot
the redundancies
of duct tape and
glue.
So it's fallen off,
sometime between lunch
     - @12:30 at Milo's Bistro -
and the Oglethorpe meeting
     - @3:30 on Floor 12, third door to the right -
it's fallen off,
naturally,
staples have failings,
and I forgot
to call my boss.

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1. Jessica Doyle says:

   04/18/2007 at 6:51 pm

   Damn that is a good one.

   “I stapled it to my forhead” LOL

   Griffin you bother because you are a writer that has a humorous edge.
   

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2. A.M. Griffin says:

   04/19/2007 at 9:36 am

   Thanks Jessica. You know I try so hard to be organized. I’ve dipped my toe in all that GTD stuff. It never sticks. I’m a mess and do better when I let myself be a mess. For me, organization can end up being unproductive. I need to let it all fall apart. I see things more clearly when I’m random and haphazard. So that’s where that poem came from, finding all the energy it takes to stay organized a humorous waste of time, for me.

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3. Jessica Doyle says:

   04/20/2007 at 11:18 pm

   I’ve dipped my toe in all that GTD stuff.

   GTD?

   Generalized Trying Disorder

   Good Time Disease

   Griffin Try Dammit
   

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4. A.M. Griffin says:

   04/21/2007 at 7:08 am

   Nice Jessica :). I particularly like the Griffin Try Dammit. It’s exactly what my head screams at me when I let life play loose. Thanks for starting my morning off with a hearty chuckle.

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