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pegkerr is asking people to tell her daughter about their jobs.

I'd do it myself, except that my job ... enh, well, there's nothing to describe. I sit in front of the computer, or on the couch, or in my bed (or anywhere that's soft and flat, T. S. Eliot remarks softly in my head. Thanks, Tom.), and I bitch and moan and sometimes I write things. These days what I'm writing is mostly the Albatross. It's not even a job, by the strictest definition, because I have to pay the university for the privilege.

But, if your job is more interesting, or describable, or fun, than mine is at the moment, go tell Peg and Fiona about it.