Disorientated

These days, it takes me a while to figure out what day, date or even time is it. Sunrise or sunset makes no difference. Rain or shine does not matter as I'll still be indoors, sometimes too engrossed to even look out of the window. This place which robs me off 95% of my waking hours has now qualified to be called home. I'm here day, night, weekday, weekend, amounting to sometimes more than 18/7. Hell I'm even here when I'm officially off duty. A little bit of manipulation and I'm connected to cyberspace. Addiction appeased. At least I know I'm not the only one when I see this guy who comes regularly for his dose of Naruto and Bleach when he's supposed to be recharging himself for the next onslaught. Sigh I wonder how people trust disorientated people like myself to assess whether another person's marbles are rattling :P