Friday, October 19, 2001

two hours at work and i still haven't done anything. reminds me of the good old days, when i could goof off for half the day with no problem, no expectation of 'work'. that all changed after my old boss was reorganized out of a job. the new boss, in re-evaluating what we do, decided to have some work created to fill in all the Fun Time we used to have. work created for the sake of working is pointless. and boring. and makes me unhappy. and my work suffers. now, i work almost twice as much (timewise) as before but my production numbers have fallen to just over half of what they were. no Fun Time = Grumpy Terrence. Grumpy Terrence doesn't focus well (terrence has trouble focusing anyway. Grumpy Terrence even moreso). Grumpy Terrence drinks a lot of coffee, which makes him jittery, and the whole concept of "Focus" dissipates in the creamered Columbian haze.

i miss my old job. i miss my pointless and nonproductive existence.

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