Far too long between drinks ...

glennji | Oct 23, 2007 min read

It was almost inevitable.  My work, originally so laid-back and non-intrusive, has started ramping up and impacting my daily “surf the web, update a wiki or three, post a blog entry, eat lunch, maintain a mailing list, go home” schedule.  Ty-pi-cal.  You just can’t find a good, no-work job these days.

I guess I can call the first couple of weeks a “honeymoon period” and be thankful for it.

In other news, I’m about to enter my last year of “twenty-something” (for this lifetime at least).  Pretty exciting – I only have 12 months left to be immature and irresponsible, after which I have to settle down and buy a station-wagon or something (I’m not entirely clear on this part).  I’ve so far got an R. Buckminster Fuller book – awesome! – and Dee says she’s already got me a gift but I think she’s fibbin’.  She’ll be out tonight looking, or make an excuse to “go do the grocery shopping” tomorrow, “oh no, I’ll do it, you stay here and drink peppermint schnapps, too-roo!”

It’s a weird place inside my imagination, but at least it’s never dull.