Had lunch yesterday with a former coworker from my last job. (She had worked there as a contractor, and is now working as a contractor just up the street.) Neither of us had realized until yesterday that we'd both bailed out of Ph.D. programs in the sciences and fallen into tech writing. We drank a toast: "Here's to bailing out of your Ph.D. program!"
Honestly, I've told my manager that we ought to start trawling local grad programs for disaffected grad students as part of our recruiting efforts. She's still skeptical.
The sonic screwdriver toy I'd ordered from Who North America
arrived yesterday. I found it quite funny that you actually need a Phillips-head screwdriver to open the battery compartment of your sonic screwdriver. The sonic screwdriver is, of course, useless as a screwdriver, but it emits UV light, useful for revealing hidden messages written with the included UV-activated invisible ink. I keep thinking that there ought to be all sorts of glow-in-the-dark possibilities with this.
I am very, very glad that today is Friday