"Disorientation. Loss of the East."

Rushdie repeats the line so often in The Ground Beneath Her Feet, it's going to be permanently ingrained in me as the definition of 'disorientation'.

Anyway, it's certainly true of me today. The "urgent" thing I have to do at work? I'm plodding along slowly. It will be done before lunch, but I keep getting distracted by other windows at work (though I'm not surfing the web, I swear!) and phone calls and the dull drone of an incipient headache at the right rear of my head.

Hrm. Maybe I'll follow my own blog link and go peek at the LotR website for a few minutes...