This is where we get into those existential questions for me. I am technically still at work, because my "at work" lamp is still on, and there are papers on the printer I could get and work on. But then, here I am diddling at the boards, which is more or less the sort of thing I've been doing off & on all day, thus not getting the very important work I have to do actually done. The reality is, I will probably wander into the living room and watch hockey for a while, then come back in and finish up this evening. So am I at work or at home? It would be so much better if I'd just finish my work, and then I could say I was at home and stop feeling guilty at diddling around. But, no. Ah, sweet procrastination.

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"We've been attacked," he says, "by the intelligent, educated segment of the culture."

That's where I had to stop reading for awhile because I was cackling in my office.

It's fits in perfectly with the premiere of the Colbert Report, when he was talking about truthiness and gut feelings, though. And the attitude that there are two sides to everything, which is functional for a multicultural society to a point, but...

These are impolite questions. Nobody asks them here by the cool pond tucked into a gentle hillside. Increasingly, nobody asks them outside the gates, either. It is impolite to wonder why our parents sent us all to college, and why generations of immigrants sweated and bled so their children could be educated, if it wasn't so that we would all one day feel confident enough to look at a museum filled with dinosaurs rigged to run six furlongs at Belmont and make the not unreasonable point that it is all batshit crazy and that anyone who believes this righteous hooey should be kept away from sharp objects and his own money.

I may have to subscribe to Esquire. The "Was Darwin Wrong?" article got me to subscribe to National Geographic, so it seems only fair.

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So am I at work or at home? It would be so much better if I'd just finish my work, and then I could say I was at home and stop feeling guilty at diddling around. But, no. Ah, sweet procrastination.

This is why I don't think I could work from home or be my own boss. I am far too lazy and not not nearly self-motivated enough.

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Jesse is me.

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Jesse is me.

And me.

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I'm working from home right now. It's going okay.

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ita, your tag is one of Em's favorite songs.

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I am far too lazy and not not nearly self-motivated enough.

I am lazy, but I am strongly motivated by fear. Like, fear of the IRS swooping down on me. Or fear of going under. Or fear of becoming lost under an avalanche of unfiled receipts. Although that last one, it appears isn't all that strong a motivator.

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I can work from home once in a while, but not full-time.

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hey, ita, I just mailed you.

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