The Time (Or Lack Thereof) of Our Lives

My first blog in weeks. Time has definitely become a luxury lately. Wake up, go to work, sleep, repeat. The vicious cycle of the market research work force (and many other out there, I'm sure). Life outside the office is close to non-existent. The same goes for the pay. Why am I here, I wonder from time to time. Beats the hell out of me. All I know is that this particular job is a natural predator for social lives and relationships (even for the ones you're not in yet and hope to be in). I don't hate my job. But I detest the time demands.