Work, Work, Work….
Not really. Well, kinda. On various things. Many of them videogames. More in the sense that I’m playing them than writing them. But also I’ve been doing some actual stuff. A little.
Funny is that it occurred to me that, for all I’ve been staying up for about sixty hours in a row, sleeping for two or three, and doing it all again: I’ve really only put a couple hours of effort into doing anything I’m really supposed to be doing at the moment.
So, with that in mind, I took a break from taking breaks and did something.
If you can’t make it out, the shirt over to the right reads, obviously, I’ve Been Working 24/7 Lately, then followed in smaller print by Twenty-four Divided by Seven Is—What—Like, Three and a Half Hours?
Since it, you know, is.
I’ve never understood people writing out 24*7 as 24/7. Or why they don’t just go with 168. Is it because they suck at math? No wonder they spend so much time working. You could lose them for hours on breaks alone. Okay…a bottle of Coke in the soda machine is a dollar…and I have three dollars…so the Coke would be 1/3…and that’s…thirty-three cents….or nine bucks…I dunno; wait here: I’ll go ask Bob….
And Bob’s probably got this shirt on. Because Bob’s really cool. See what I did there? Peer pressure. You will consume…you will consume….
Anyway: there. I did something. Now I’m either gonna go back to playing MafiaWars at facebook.com, or just write a PHP game I won’t get angry at.
—Gremlin
