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Friday, October 03, 2003

I'll be busting routines and rhymes all night:

I would just like to let you know that I am typing this while taking a little break from work. I am sitting on my couch, with my cat curled up next to me in one of those cat positions that looks like it is really uncomfortable. I am wearing pajamas at one in the afternoon, and I haven't bothered to even comb my hair, so it kind of looks like a cross between the hair of a mad scientist and the hair of a teenager who just rolled out of bed after her first illicit tryst with her high school English teacher. Working from home rules.

The other day as I was driving to work (yes, I do actually go in to the office sometimes), I started thinking about how I actually live in three separate yet overlapping worlds. I used to think that I only lived in two - my work world, which includes the office, the technical writing I do, and speaking at conferences, and my home/art world, which is really separate from my work world because I live in an artists' colony and many things that are considered commonplace here are weird to people at work, and vice versa. But I also realized that I live in a third world - my online world. As I mentioned, these worlds overlap - I have some work friends who are also into the art thing, and I have some online friends who are also techie geeks and are somewhat involved in my work activities. But there are people I know at work that I would never tell about this 'blog, and people I know in my home/art/weirdo realm that really have no fucking idea what I do for a living.

Maybe the reason that I have all these separations in my life is because I have so many diverse interests, but I find it interesting that I can not only live in these distinctly different yet peripherally interrelated worlds, but that I can slip so easily back and forth between them and feel comfortable no matter which one I'm in. I guess I'm just lucky.

When I think about Shane I touch myself


babbled by Kat @ 1:34:00 PM | |