Big day for discussing literature with coworkers, peering over logs & spam, head full of Spinoza, comical.

Finding more & more things funny, I've been letting other people's sad ridiculousness infect me, don't mind being ridiculous, but I'd rather it was fun, thanks.

Making miniature scary robots out of spare parts on my desk, self-portraiture a speciality, hobgoblin of little minds.

Another Emerson quote came up in the course of the on clock coffee talk- "You have just dined, and however scrupulously the slaughterhouse is concealed in the graceful distance of miles, there is complicity." Amusing guy.