this crap is boring

I’m supposed to receive the galleys for my book on Friday. Apparently galleys are like proofs of some sort. I don’t know if it’s laid out like the book will be, or just the text. I guess that I’m supposed to check them over for errors or anything. I’m excited about that.

The website I’ve been working on for forever at work finally went live today. At last. Now I can finally move on to those other projects I’ve been putting off for weeks. Joy. Work is such a joy. At least I’m getting to do more of the stuff I want to do (and am good at) and less of the horrid drudgery that I used to have to do. There is such a thing as taking advantage of the skills your employees have, and not trying to force them to fit into rigid job descriptions when it doesn’t make sense.

At Rachel’s house one evening not too long ago, Joel and Shyamal and Arushi and I had a long conversation about management styles. And then I think we had another similar conversation a few weeks ago. Does this mean we’ve finally turned into boring adults?! Or is it more like we’ve all finally had enough life experience with the boring crap to develop an actual opinion about it (apart from “this crap is boring,” which still obviously applies)?

Doc made me feel better last night about that Random Horrible Thought (RHT) that I had. He said that our psyches are basically like a thousand people all jumbled together, and a little dude at the bottom of the pile somehow got to the surface and gleefully spouted forth the aforementioned RHT, but then the other 999 people said: “Good god. You idiot. Shut the fuck up.” And then to me: “You don’t really want to do that, of course.”

Which, of course, is exactly the same thing as saying that our brains all have millions of different thoughts, including these RHTs from time to time, but we don’t act on them. It’s just common sense, I know. It makes perfect logical and rational sense. Doc just makes really good metaphors about stuff.