Some days I feel like I'm going nuts, being pulled in a zillion different directions. All I want to do is hide in a cave and do ONE of these things well, instead of always feeling like I'm doing a half-assed job. For instance, I have two authors I must give feedback to, a replacement author I need to find, a biocon conference program brochure whose schedule was bizarrely screwed up, a set of OSCON program committees to get together, a chapter of Cookbook 2ed to finish, and a message to perl6-announce to send about the Foundation. Instead, what am I doing? Writing about fucking regular expressions for this fucking PHP book.
My only hope is that the bioinformatics conference will be able to clone me