Oh, my boss, my boss...

I've just come back from a voyage related to work (although I've been having more fun than working, but don't tell him) and he's already shouting at me because he says I had to write an article for friday morning and I didn't. Well, poor boy, he's not wrong because in fact I dind't but... you know that the intention was there. Don't you? So, my idea was to start writing it now, first thinking about one interesting topic, then developing it, and showing the onclusions where I had arrived at the end. Then I would send it to him and he'd open his e-mail and realise that the article he had been waiting for, for more than 24 hours, had arrived; and he would smile and breath free. But... you know, intentions don't always become real, and my one's tend to hide from the reality so you can imagine what had happened. Yes, he's still waiting some piece of news from me. Oh, yes, I know I should be more reponsible and... but if I was, then I end up not being a pain in the neck of every boss I have, and that could be really boring. Don't you think?
In fact, perhaps I have to wait until he tells me: "you don't have to come tomorrow". Well, thinking about it... perhaps I can send him all this I'm writing to you. In fact, he's used to my style. Hmmm... yes, I'll send this hole post to him. Well, first, what do you think I should do?
I'd like you to answer me, my friends. If you don't... "jumm", "jumm", that's gonna be the crazy life of a crazy writer! Terrible!