I’m getting a sort of buffer underrun when doing routine so I’ll always try and make trivial tasks or busywork faster, more efficient, or superfluous through process design. When I cannot do that, I’ll listen to music or podcasts, that helps somewhat.
The main drawback of this condition is that many employers think I simply “like to work” and bury me in even more busywork.
They go bad, though? At least my nice white aspirin pills start crumbling and visibly yellowing after a few months. There’s no way me or even an entire family could swallow 500 until then.
Toni Lindgren is her name.
Smegma, des schmeckt’ma.
What comes out of that animal on the photo doesn’t look to different from what went in. So my guess is, you’ll just get ordinary beans mixed with some civet intestine lining and stomach acid and whatever else they ate during that time.
Somewhere I’ve read that it takes at least 45 minutes to mentally detach from work. For me, that usually just means having different thoughts, but to stop all thoughts, I’ll have to exercise my body rather furiously.
We get them a lot around here. They don’t make for good pets, but they keep the borogoves at bay.