penance

i’ve been sitting on the couch slightly shivering while copyediting a user guide for our software. can you imagine a more fulfilling way to spend a sunday evening? i can, and none of them involve a red pen and the bold vs. unbold dilemma. i’m trying to abate my bitterness and it’s not working so well. what in the hell was the point of all that work i put into our style guide if the tech writers don’t follow it? well?

if i had my druthers, i’d be lying on the couch making out with some sweet sexxy thing who just did my dishes (afterall, i coooked dinner AND did laundry AND went the grocery store). but no, this is my penance for not “working” so much while working from home on friday. i feel a little like the lazy grasshopper who played a banjo or something while the ant was all busy gathering food for the winter.

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