I officially need a new job. Why? I have nothing left to do here. I had four big projects sitting on my desk for quite a while. Even though the due dates were in the future, I felt guilty every time I checked personal email, looked at blogs, spent too much time of Craigslist, etc. Today, in a few brief hours, I finished all four projects. As it happens, they weren't quite as big as I thought. So now I can do my crossword puzzle without any pesky feelings of guilt hanging over me. Somehow it's just not as much fun without the self-reproach. And I'm bored out of my mind.