Category Archives: My Insane Job

I work for myself by working for others. Clear as mud? Here’s where I will complain endlessly. Chirp, chirp.

Fight!

From around 5am to 5pm, with a heavy concentration between 9am and 5pm, I fight. Sometimes I do well, and my inbox e-mails get down to around 75. 75 is my personal 0. But most times it swells over a … Continue reading

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The Five Hour Entry

I was supposed to go on a trip to Maine this weekend. All week I’d planned to take Friday off – my first day off in nine months. I bought an iPhone so I could take and receive calls from … Continue reading

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Day 1, I am born

It is 8:30 at night and I’ve been sitting at my computer for twelve hours. This is not unusual. I work at home and play at home. Play being writing. I stare at this monitor and hover my fingers above … Continue reading

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