Escapism

Am sort of escaping (lack of allotted) work right now, trying to be productive by scanning my mails. Isn't this the reason why there isn't access normally? But I don't want to do this often.

I will be back at my station in a bit, but it does feel good to be typing with purpose...

Standby

Today's dinner was interesting, as it had mojos with them. What's interesting is that I didn't pay for the mojos.

Anyways, today was the first standby that I had stood by, and it was interesting. I am reminded of how much more work our bosses have, because I'm fairly sure that they're still there, talking with their overseas counterparts, trying to make ends meet, where one end is the end user, and the other end is, well, me. Of course, all the interesting stuff happens in-between and thus must be realized at that level.

I'm mostly thankful that I'm at home now, instead of later.

Home is Where You Lay Your Head Down...

... when not laid close to the keyboard. Barely made the train home, but it's all right. Still have seven screens for tomorrow, which are hopefully easier than those made today or yesterday.

And this is supposed to be easier?

Narcolepsy

If I don't survive this week, it'll be due to my heightened state of perpetual sleepiness. On the plus side, work keeps me awake. On the minus side, repetitive work feels like non-work, and I start to drowse.

At least I've gotten over this Monday's shellacking. And my legs aren't tightening up anymore.

Antiquated Methods

Dunno why that title comes to mind, but it may just be how I feel about myself at the moment. Trying to digest a little, hopefully to finish today's packed lunch.

Screen and Re-Screen

Last week was fairly hectic, full of little tweaks and major upheavals. Quite a number of low-sleep-count nights.

So. This is work, eh? If I say Bring it on! will it actually be brought on? Let sleeping dogs lie, I suppose.