Drag day

I'm sure this has happened to each one of you. Its happened to me too but it's my turn again today. The day isn't ending! I've forgotten to wear my watch and my eyes remain glued to the clock on the wall 30 feet to my right. And each time I look at it, I marvel as to how the minimal possible time I've imagined has passed by. Maybe coz its a Monday after a usual busy weekend, or coz I am sleepy as hell or coz I have tonnes to do but the machine's occupied and mostly because the Diana book I am reading right now isn't engaging at all, I find myself rendered utterly completely bored. As is usual in such situations, I am wiki-ing away to glory. So far I have read snippets about Nehru and Lady Mountbatten, Britney' run-in with the cops, global warming, the So-Cal fire update, Gandhiji, The Bronte sisters, and all about Capri - just to mention very few; apart from attempting a nap in the library from which I jostled out in such an abrupt fashion on hearing footsteps that it gave me a head ache! And still the day drags on. Gosh! An hour to go!