07-03-2022, 06:44 AM
Dreamt about work. I hate that. Waste of Dreamtime.
There was a bit where I was working on YMAA spam but I can’t remember the details. Then I was working for KFM, writing a letter that was being sent to welcome people to some sort of judges’ certification program. Patrick is there - we’re both back to tackle this special task. Gigi is spread out in my workspace so I’m working off my laptop in a little nook. The power cord is taught and I realize there’s an outlet closer so I crawl under the desk to unplug it and move it. There’s a tangle of plugs and I accidentally pull the plug to Mr. Oh’s computer. I try to laugh it off and say ‘I hope you didn’t lose much work’ [Mr. Oh is the founding patriarch of TC who retired years ago and moved to TN]
PsychoAnal: I work too damn much.
There was a bit where I was working on YMAA spam but I can’t remember the details. Then I was working for KFM, writing a letter that was being sent to welcome people to some sort of judges’ certification program. Patrick is there - we’re both back to tackle this special task. Gigi is spread out in my workspace so I’m working off my laptop in a little nook. The power cord is taught and I realize there’s an outlet closer so I crawl under the desk to unplug it and move it. There’s a tangle of plugs and I accidentally pull the plug to Mr. Oh’s computer. I try to laugh it off and say ‘I hope you didn’t lose much work’ [Mr. Oh is the founding patriarch of TC who retired years ago and moved to TN]
PsychoAnal: I work too damn much.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse