Thursday, October 26, 2006

It is completely true that I am working too much

Why do I work so much?

A) I don't really have much else to fill my time
B) There really is that much work
C) I am not very quick about doing my job

I am starting to worry that option A may have more of a hold on me than I'd like. Of course, the majority of the explanation is composed of options B and C. And possibly some other ones, too! Anybody got any ideas what else might contribute?


At 12:17 AM, Anonymous cathy said...

D) You are fucking retarded
E) You have sex with men
F) ... although apparently not very often per your option A
G) The Man is keeping you down
H) Hard work is a disease. Giving The Man the finger and telling him to go suck his own cock for a change is the cure.
I) You're a boy. Boys are gross, and kinda dumb. Sorry, I call 'em like I see 'em.
J) Dude... Crazy Taxi. You're in SF, right? Fucking play Crazy Taxi, for real. Maybe you'll even meet a hot redhead cab driver named Gina that you can get it on with.
K) Did I mention that I hate you? That's clearly a contributing factor.

At 7:13 PM, Blogger Julie said...

It is un-American to enjoy life. Why do you hate freedom? Get back to work.



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