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12 December 2000 It would be easier if I could work on my own projects or just go home, but that's not an option. I have to be there, and I have to look busy. I've found that it takes a lot more effort to look busy than it does to actually be busy, since I'm constantly worrying about whether I look convincingly busy or not. Plus, I have to hide my tracks, so that no one can tell later that I spent my time writing manifestoes and journal entries. Not like I have anything that I'm supposed to be working on, but I'm a big believer in cover-your-assdom. I created a PowerPoint presentation this afternoon on the topic of Why I Have Nothing To Do. It turned out similar to haiku, but longer and with bullets and numbered lists. Something like: Once there was much to do. Now there is nothing. Then I stuck some nature references in there, but they turned out much too lame and embarassing to share with the world at large. Yes, there were leaves involved. Snow was invoked. Sad, you're thinking. Hey, I'm thinking that, too. |
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