Sarah who always posts these great links - just posted this 37 Signals post on FB; Urgency is Poisonous about a companies decision to move to a four day work week, and how much they are enjoying it. It not only because it supports a theory I have about how full-time work is pretty bluhh... But I also like it for the comments which are replete with a bunch of work addicts basically asking - "but how many hours are people actually working?" And the writer repetitively saying, "I don't care how many hours people work, I care that they get the stuff they need to get done, done." Finally winding up saying - most people in an eight hour workday actually do four hours of work. That's one of those little truths that needs to be said *way* more often, and not in the sense of - how can we stop people from telling knock knock jokes at work, but in the sense of how can we realize that the number of hours a person spends working is not the ne plus ultra of life.
Sun comes up it's reading week
Ahhhhh.... aside from a slight cold, this couldn't be a better day.
It's reading week, so theoretically I should be catching up on all that stuff that is in my big folder full of shit I haven't done since who know when, but it ought to get done.
Instead, I slept in, made a second latte (!) gossiped with Alison and then spent a good hour setting up my very own Netvibes home page.

Utterly wasted time.
Site Launch
I am very proud of this project so I think I'll just put her in the blog while I wait for the groceries to arrive.
These are sites we made for Le Regroupement des arts interdisciplinaires du Québec (RAIQ) and for Popstart: the Pan-Canadian Interdisciplinary Arts Network.
We - Jen, John and I, worked as a team on this one, it is our third or fourth collaboration, not sure on that number. We've done a bunch more sites in duos, but this one used a fair portion of all three of our brains.
To do lists
1/ buy food
2/ eat it
3/ pick up dog
4/ work on website(s)
5/ make dinner
6/ eat it
7/ watch weeds season finale and hopefully a few episodes of the office
8/ sleep in own bed.
9/ post pros/con's list about returning to Australia.
I am on hour one of my requested 24hrs to think period.
I am wearing a flannel pyjama top covered in cookie-pictures. It's really funny looking. It's 8:09 am, but that is not necessarily accurate because my computer has been possessed by satan and refuses to behave normally.
I woke up at 6:00am ready for dinner. Sadly there was one old bagel and a granola bar available for me to eat, so now that I have worked for two hours I am going to the diner and the IGA in that order.
Pictures are up from Seoul
So I finally updated my Flickr. Why? Because I am supposed to be doing my taxes.
Anyways, here they are;
The important thing to note is that the casino was far from the city proper so if you get the sense these photos were taken by someone who was stranded on a desert island full of slot machines, you basically have the right idea.
Also because I like to fuck with your head, some of these pictures are from my home, and one is from the wilds of Pointe Claire.
These are my favorites:

