It *is* tiring sitting at a desk from 8:30 - 5:30. I'm already looking forward to finding ways to work at home. Good motivation. :-)
Not much else to report -- Clarion X meeting last night immediately after work (which went well, but took me through to bedtime). Kind Lydia is giving me a ride to work this morning (saving me an hour and a half commute by public transit), so I slept in a little longer (still tired, though). Jed's coming by for dinner tonight, which'll be nice. That's about it for now, though I did want to share with you the one thing I managed to write at work yesterday (note: this is *not* directed at Chiron in particular :-):
My Corporation is a Jealous Lover
It wants me with it every moment, takes as much time as I will give it; and mopes when I am missing. If I linger over lunch, sipping steaming soup, slowly... Carol, office manager, corporation incarnate, will speak sternly. Carol cajoles: Can't I understand how much the corporation cares? Do I deliberately cause distress? Carol attempts coercion: My behavior is cause for conern. If I am not more careful, the coproation will be forced to *let me go*. Cowardly corporation! Say the words, admit that it is *you* leaving *me*, rather than the other way around. My corporation is a jealous lover. Would it not be better to loosen the ties, my darling? Would you really be so hurt, if I were to come see you at eleven, instead of nine? I would stay longer, lingering with you. Even *if* I left early, while with you, my thoughts would be entirely of you, concentrated, focused on your desires, your needs... the short moments are the sweetest. And what if I *were* to think of another, would that be so wrong? If I wondered what it would be like to spend a few hours in the hallways of another corporation -- if I even acted on my desires, at night perhaps, in the cool dusk, under the moonlight. A brief foray into another's documents, articles, spreadsheets... would only leave me refreshed, eager to return to you; you would look all the better for the contrast. But no -- you will not trust my judgement, demand all of my attention, adoration -- oh, my dear...how can I tell you this? You will never fulfill *all* of my desires. My corporation is a jealous lover, and I fear I cannot stay with it for long...