It’s been five weeks since I was there, and it still sucks.
Man, do I ever prefer my cozy home office. One can practically feel the stress melting away when I think of it. Plus, I can get more done on breaks and lunches; I don’t have to try and jam it all in before I leave for work or after I get home. It’s like gaining an hour a day.
My writing only takes roughly that; it’s a great time to do laundry or dishes or prep a meal.
Why anyone would ever want to be in an office in this day and age, if they didn’t absolutely have to…
Fucking ridiculous.
(Plus, I’m actually more productive at home; I’ve too much social anxiety to like sitting in a crowd all day).
Target: 1000 words
Written: 370 words, comic: Western Cradle #4
Read: Tropic Of Kansas, Christopher Brown
Comics: Preacher 45-48
Music: I Have A Pony, Steven Wright