It's hard to really give a rat's ass at work today, even though I managed a brief moment of outrage when a project manager told me that my concerns about his project's impacts on my testing were "crazy talk." Them's fighting words, right? But then I went back to my office and decided that this company's kayak tours were going to be perfect, and my boss and I went out for a walk in the thin winter sunshine (which I saw both last night as I ran for my bus and this morning on my way in, meaning the days are truly getting longer - hurray!), and now I'm all mellow and trying to figure out what my motivation is supposed to be for doing ANY work in the next three hours. I've already spent an hour cruising the New York Times ... how much more faking do I have left in me?