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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