So it’s boring at work again. God bless it. I am going crazy. I could be at home packing…or at least pretending to pack while watching tv and/or napping. Instead I am here pretending to be working. The difference of course is that I can’t nap at my desk. Much to the dismay of my George Costanza miseducation.
Th romance of having to run off to the city early to start my great new job has waned some, mostly due to the fact that my second interview isn’t even til Monday, and partly due to the fact that I am no where ready to go. But now I am faced with the sick reality that I really will be at this job for another 4 weeks. And that just might be enough to drive me over the edge.