Oh the irony. I'm able to do a lot of things to the point where people want me to do them: edit books, write books, organize conferences, be a loudmouth about the Perl Foundation. The only thing I'm not able to do well is multitask!
Some days I feel like I'm going nuts, being pulled in a zillion different directions. All I want to do is hide in a cave and do ONE of these things well, instead of always feeling like I'm doing a half-assed job. For instance, I have two authors I must give feedback to, a replacement author I need to find, a biocon conference program brochure whose schedule was bizarrely screwed up, a set of OSCON program committees to get together, a chapter of Cookbook 2ed to finish, and a message to perl6-announce to send about the Foundation. Instead, what am I doing? Writing about fucking regular expressions for this fucking PHP book.
My only hope is that the bioinformatics conference will be able to clone me ...
--Nat
Instead, what am I doing? Writing about fucking regular expressions for this fucking PHP book.
And writing in your journal.
I thought that was what kids were for
Re:clone you? :)
gnat on 2001-12-14T16:55:18
William spent two hours online last night, dinking with the Playhouse Disney site. He's still some way off being able to edit for me. Although (proud Daddy moment) he is making multi-clause sentences. Hmm, but he still fumbles plurals (he pointed out the "treeses" last night). Nothing firm beatings can't fix!--Nat
Re:clone you? :)
Elian on 2001-12-16T20:40:15
Sounds like he's already grasping the english language far better than most of the authors you deal with...Chip off the Ol' Block
chromatic on 2001-12-16T21:55:52
I read that as "drinking" the first two times. You'll note my book is sitting, unopened, on my desk, with 9 chapters and 5 appendices to review by Wednesday. Don't tell Laura.
