Showing posts with label boredom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boredom. Show all posts

July 28, 2009

Awful = Awffice +/- Cawfee


office coffee

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SO TRUE. I hate getting stuck talking to people in the copy room. Office coffee is SO terrible, and fake laughing at people's boring anecdotes is even worse.

Anyway, I happened upon this on FFFFound. It's called "New Math" by Craig Damrauer (http://www.morenewmath.com/all/). Some of the stuff is funny and some of the stuff I don't completely get because I'm pretty slow these days.

Everything feels slow, actually. My workcomputer is so slow, I've had silent fits of rage and needed to walk away. And it seems as though the days go by quickly but the hours I spend in the office drag on & on. I wish in between the hours I spend here, I could engage in some things I actually enjoy. I'd like to finish my book (currently reading In Other Rooms Other Wonders), or start some new drawings, or finish some other ones I've started, or flesh out ideas & illustrations for a longer length comic. It's sad- I pretty much give up when I get home; either immersing myself in cooking or cleaning or cuddling, somehow actively avoiding things that require imagination and creative effort.

Boredom is a horrible state to be in. It never happens to me unless I'm at work. It makes me wonder why we can't drink at work to make it more enjoyable, or at least have an excuse for falling asleep at our desks.

April 14, 2008

Not a part of my job description.

I wish I could use my tablet at work. I get so bored that I look for things to do on the interwebs, but I could be spending that boredom time being more creative. There's no discreet way of using it, at least not how you can hide windows when you're playing solitare or talking to folks online.

Boo.

My eyes are all puffy, my head/jaw are stiff and it took me 30 minutes changing in and out of clothes to be even slightly satisfied with what I was wearing. Yup, it's Monday. When I got on the train, I realized I was just putting off coming in to work (because no one looks at me anyway); and part of me always dies a little inside when I realize wearing jeans and a ratty t-shirt isn't a feasible option.

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The Fork Party

Fork party

I want another camera.

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I will listen to This American Life now. Hopefully it won't be boring like it was last week.