So I was pretty sick when I left for work today, and it just got worse. When I got there, I put on the headphones, cued up some Seastar NT on repeat, and settled in with a mindless, repetitive project that would take me most of the day. It was all about speed, and slamming through the task at hand, and not forcing my brain, slow from illness, to do anything at all.
Some days I think it would be really cool to have a little script that counted every keystroke, so at the end of the day I could know exactly how many taps my fingers had made. How much money do I earn per keystroke? On a day like today, though, the answer would probably kill me.
But the day turned out pretty well. I had 45 minutes at the end of work, so I plucked away at a little PHP script I've been toying with and managed to increase its functionality, which felt good. And then I came home and my lady bought me some cough drops, which helped. And I finally solved a major strategy problem I was having with Age of Mythology, so I can stopped getting assfucked like a kid at the Neverland Ranch. But even that wasn't the highlight of my day: this was. Remember this woman's example, if you ever find yourself in a police car.
Posted by Chris at November 11, 2003 10:03 PM | TrackBack