Saturday, March 22, 2008

The Taste of Workohol

I'm back in Lancaster, OH once again, leading several crews in an exploratory excavation that netted a giant hearth feature (fittingly found before I arrived). And of course on top of that function, I'm also performing my office duties in my hotel room after hours. While at least some of my friends have a taste for the demon workohol (*cough* Laurid *cough*), I've never partaken willingly. I'm going to try to pound out the balance of the outstanding record keeping this evening at the local Starbucks, as my hotel room is morphing into my idea of solitary confinement.

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