Despite my cash-strapped position, I picked up Ulver's newest EP, A Quick Fix of Melancholy, today. That it's Ulver justifies the purchase.

Now, since there is nothing work-related to demand my attention, I will write, as I've been doing fairly steadily for the past few weeks. Two pages a night adds up, and since I'm doing it on the clock, I feel as if my job isn't a total waste of time. Stealing company time to write also allows me to loaf comfortably at home without feeling as if I'm not doing what I should be doing, although I still feel that way often.

Tonight, I go out for drinks with Sara and assorted others.