Best Belgian name ever: Taco B. M. Monster.

Wow. I'm curious to know more about him, but I am actually embarrassed to google that.

There are a couple of projects that I've been procrastinating on because of reasons, and I decided to start tackling them today so that I have updates for my manager when we meet this afternoon.

Naturally, today is becoming the day where everyone suddenly needs me to be doing something else.

Isn't that always how it is? I have just hit the point in my planning that is probably just procrastination. I'm nervous about carrying out the task, and it would probably be easier if I just go to town and get the tool, but instead I am just futzing about.

I've got a legal article open in my browser, written by Carl T. Bogus. And no, it's not a parody.

I'm so grateful: one of my coworkers had finally had enough of the chatter in the office, and sent out a long email demanding the chatterers cut it out. There's a little group of them in the center aisle of our cube farm who were going on and on and on recently, just talking and talking about politics and movies and so forth. And my coworker finally had enough.

If I'd done it, I probably would have been labeled a bitca and gotten in trouble, since I'm a contractor. But yay for unpassive aggressiveness!

Sweet Baby Jesus, person on the other side of the cubicle wall! Why do you think we're interested in the condition of your scabs??? And blessed be, other people, why are you apparently interested?

I am caught in the middle between a PM and a consultant. I am just a lowly tester. I know nothing.

I came very near to applying for a job at the UK Parliamentary Archives yesterday. But then it became clear that you couldn't apply without already being able to work in the UK. It was a bummer.

My boss has been out for three days, so needless to say I've been dicking around like crazy. And now I'm trying to do some small things that I can check off, so at least it looks like I've been doing something.

I'm nervous about carrying out the task, and it would probably be easier if I just go to town and get the tool, but instead I am just futzing about.

Yeah, I need to keep reminding myself that the earlier I start things, the easier it is on me in the long run. To break things into baby steps so things seem less overwhelming. And that it's okay to ask for help if I am actually overwhelmed.

Okay! I have tackled the easy stuff. I need to sketch out a project plan for our team meeting so I can invite people to help me with it. And by "invite" I mean "volunteer or get drafted, suckers."

I've got a legal article open in my browser, written by Carl T. Bogus. And no, it's not a parody.

The least interesting class required of Psychology graduate students is usually History of Psychology. By purest chance, the author of the standard text was Edwin G. Boring.

This allowed every first-year grad student at least one moment of insight, leading them to make a sly comment about the boring Boring textbook to someone else who, unfortunately, had already had the same thought, so inevitably found the comment to be kind of boring.