welcome to the machine

so i'm working on this project, i think i whined about it last time, where i am helping with the merger of my department and another at work and integrating our policies and procedures. it's not so bad, it's hard going and total confusion reigns. i started smoking heavily again lets put it that way.

but last night...i can hardly type it i'm so freaked out...i caught myself sat at my laptop in my living room at 9.30 at night, updating excel spreadsheets and going through corporate jargon crammed presentation documents, planning training schedules while still sat in my work clothes.

i'm turning into my old man.

i called him in the states and informed him of such....he burst out laughing and in his weird NJ/New Zealand accent simple stated "welcome to the machine kid, you're gonna love it" well thanks a bundle dad.

it all started to go down hill when i cut my dreadlocks off.