Crying wolf

I missed an all-hands meeting today due to a series of failures.

• Once I marked the meeting in my Palm, I immediately wiped it from my brain.


• Having it not in mind, I figured that spending the Sunday-Monday overnight with friends in Boston wasn't a bad idea.


• I had, a week or two ago, set the Palm to breedle at me every morning at 8am, in a pathetic imitation of an alarm clock. It never works, and I find myself dismissing the 'Wake up!' reminder note every time I first turn on the Palm for the day, at 11 or so. So when I woke up at 10 today in Medford, three hours south of where I should have been, but still able to barely make lunch, I flipped on my Palm to check the time, and impatiently and blindly dismissed the two alerts awaiting me -- one of which was a meeting reminder.

So I'm waiting for Jim to finish seeing everyone out the door, so I can apologize with no excuses or alibis. This stinks.