Alright. My supervisor should be back today, which means I shouldn't be spending too many extra hours at work.
Funny thing, it takes more than my usual number of work hours to do the job of two people.
Also, coming in early and working late similarly cuts into the amount of time to write and the number of viable brain cells available.
The best example of that is the fact my evening reading has switched from "Children of Men," by P.D. James - the basis of the dystopian movie by Alfonso Cuarón - with its themes of diminished hope and the human race nearing its end, to a Jeff Foxworthy redneck collection, with themes that are way too obvious to even repeat.
However, I'm rested up from last week and ready to go back to developing the notes of ideas I scribbled down last week.
But not now. I have to polish off my lunch, finish getting dressed and hoof it to work... all in under 30 minutes.
So by "right back," I mean like 11 hours.
See ya.
Ronnie the Band Midget said...
In response to a few posts ago, I still read your blog, but I only check it maybe once or twice a month, which is why I just noticed the recent updates.
Anyway, I'm glad you're back to updating. I'll check it at least weekly now, if not more.