What not to do at work.
There's not much to do at work these days. The call center is running itself, and I'm basically spending a lot of time trying to think up work to do. Other than listening to calls and writing down voice issues, I basically just answer a couple of questions every hour or so. Hmmmm. I've been thinking of a way to make a project to do over here or something. I feel guilty because I'm not furiously busy every moment of the day. Why do I have to have that kind of work ethic?

I've been perusing the web and stuff a lot. Every day I read music news on Pitchfork and NME, just so I can stay caught up on the latest gossip and new releases. Pitchfork is very pretentious and way out of line frequently, but I enjoy getting angry at their columnists. They're pretty good at posting tour dates and whatnot.

This evening (I work nights, evening is morning to me), I read in Pitchfork that the Flaming Lips are having to pay Cat Stevens some royalties because their song "Fight Test" sounds like one of his songs. Apparently, godawful and now defunct Irish boy band Boyzone covered the Cat Stevens song not too long ago. I kind of remembered them doing it, but I couldn't remember how it sounded. So I went to catstevens.com, but the audio clips were all for Real Player, which I don't have at work. I tried to find it on the Boyzone site instead.

Here's a tip. Boyzone.com is not about the boy band. It's a gay porn site. I have just discovered this. At work. Balls and junk all over my screen. Oops.

P.S. I gave up after that.