Layabout Bummer

Well, I'm more than half way through the first week, and...wow! I forgot what it was like working in an office. You can either look at it as tragedy or farce. I am leaning toward farce just to keep my sanity.

Of course everyone told me when I was interviewing how laid back this place is, and how it's a "ghost town" at by 5:30, etc. I guess they meant the kind of ghost town where everyone is typing into their computers and having meetings. Whatever, I am freelancing. I'm going to come and go when I want. I've been chained to a desk for way too large a portion of my mortal existence.

Fuck it.