back to the drawing bored

Now that I have caught up on all my shows, it leaves one big question hanging in the post-finale silence: what do I do at work now?

If you say 'work' I will stab you in the face.

Given the nature of my work, I usually have a pretty sizable amount of free time. If it's a good day, I'll be busy for most of it, and will actually do my work. On a slow day, though, it's sloooooooowww. Like, the past 8 years waiting for Bush to get the hell out slow.

(Above: I'm the master at this)

The problem with harboring a reliance on scheduled (and seasonal) programming is that the after-taste is one of horrifically directionless despair. What do I do now for the next 3 months?

Seeing as how I work in a cubicle - an office, really, that has been effectively gutted and displayed for the world to see, entrails spilling out like a specimen upon the cold, calculating table in an anatomy class - my options are generally limited to activities on the computer that are easily alt-tab-able.

That doesn't leave me with a whole lot of options with decent entertainment value.

Maybe this is why people get married. Because the chances of that ending in directionless despair is greatly reduced, replaced instead with a vague and somewhat comforting sense of unsettlingly complacent boredom.

Maybe I'll just find another show to watch in the meantime.