I’ve still got my pyjamas on as I’m writing this, and it’s 12:30pm. The dream has come true, we can now work from home and I don’t have to put on pants all day. Finally, no more commuting times and bringing those old meals from last night’s dinner in tupperware to the office. I’m getting plenty of work done, and still managing to fit in 2 hours of solid game time on Xbox live every day. But I’m starting to get unnerved by the lack of stimulation. Everyday melts into the same and it feels like I’ve been doing the...
