Yesterday was a twelve-hour workday... and I really don't mind. Work kept me engaged the whole time with things I was good at. My boss started talking about taking some of the work on my plate... off of it. And I really just don't see how I'm going to get it all done by the end of March but it's more fun to have too much than not enough. :-/
So how does that work, exactly? If I'm not overworked I'm not engaged in what's going on? Am I doomed? Hmm...
In other news, I've gotten some very interesting email that has me thinking about sci fi gaming again. Very good place to be in hobbyland. I've got Unearthed Arcana coming from Amazon soon, for more rules... I'm starting to think that gaming is the art of making math geeks think they can tell stories.
You're Prufrock and Other Observations!
by T.S. Eliot
Though you are very short and often overshadowed, your voice is poetic and lyrical. Dark and brooding, you see the world as a hopeless effort of people trying to impress other people. Though you make reference to almost everything, you've really heard enough about Michelangelo. You measure out your life with coffee spoons.
Take the Book Quiz at the Blue Pyramid.
Alternatively, if I decide I'm feeling long-winded rather than concise, I end up with Watership Down.