The Undeniable Lack of Panic

Today was supposed to be a busy mess of QA, Launch and otherworldly stress. Instead, 30 minutes after the stress started, it was all called off because someone, somewhere, with letters after their name decided this was a bad idea and let’s not do it. So, all the stress and work I had geared up for never happened, and I now have nothing to do. It’s all well and good, but now I’ve read all my favorite blogs, added stuff to my Amazon Wish List, ordered a gift for someone, looked for some way to get Ximian GNOME installed in YellowDog 2.1, played with iMovie a little, talked about TiVo, went and bought a Dr. Pepper and now… squat-all.

Could I leave early and go to the Price Club for a gigantic box of diapers? Yeah, I probably could and no one would even notice. Could I curl up under my desk and take a nap? I probably could, although someone would probably notice my size twelves sticking out into the hallway.

I could do something productive like redesign my work homepage or read all those C books I’ve been meaning to. Will I? You can rest assured that I won’t be doing either of those things.

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