Epiphanies in the office, seated in a desk chair, gazing at the computer monitor

There is a whole lot of sunshine you don't see when your office is in a basement.

My tailbone does have nerve endings, and they are currently numb.

I now understand why my father had the desire/ability to run marathons... after this for 9 hours a day, you just want to move.

I see excel spreadsheets when I close my eyes.

Chatting it up with statistics guys from various universities is probably a sign that I don't get enough human interaction.

Unlimited text messaging is a life-line.

Packed lunches become very boring.

I'm thankful I have a great job.

I'm still not a fan of digging ditches or sitting in a toll booth...