What do you like doing?

I spent last two weeks wondering what I really like doing. What is fun?

What do you like to do? What do you look forward doing? What do you think about doing when you do something unpleasant?

I guess most people don't need to think about this. It just comes to them naturally. It does not to me, probably because I like to do most things (when I accept I have to do them). It actually is a tough question for me.

I think I just found the answer. I feel happy.

Working Papers at CERGE-EI

There is a plenty of rules for submission and evaluation of Working Papers at CERGE-EI. Most of them attempt to smooth the process and limit its length. It is all governed by one person I will not name, because this person changes and for another reason that will be obvious in a minute.
This person receives the paper, selects the referee from CERGE-EI faculty, usually based on suggestions provided by the author, sends them the paper, collects the reviews etc. The referees are supposed to be done in 3 weeks. There are no limits on how fast they need to be chosen. So check this:

This is a submission email:

Date: Wed, 23 Apr 2008 13:33:33 -0700

And this is an email send by that person to the referees:

Tue, 06 May 2008 12:51:54 +0200

Yes, it took him 2 weeks to send a 3 line email. Given our history, I guess it is personal...

Finally

I finally enjoyed it today. I was running downhill towards the bay cover with reddish sunlight of sun slowly setting bellow horizon, shining beautifully through clouds of dust brought from China from factories in which children work 12 hours a day so that we can enjoy our IPod for a buck less.
It was such a romantic moment.

Don't get me wrong - I love the fact that I can buy IPod for a dollar less.

More and more ...

What makes us keep going forward? Why everybody wants more and more? It's quite sad to watch blogs of rather reasonable people making surely reasonably amounts of money, who just bought a great car but dream for better one. Or they desperately new those historical watches, or some art or bigger house.
Money are great,and it's great if you have them, but why keep pushing for more? Some research is out there and it is as depressing as the fact itself. It's the social status, not the money or things themselves. You don't really need new Porsche, it's the chance to show off. For such stupid thing you spend best years of your life hidden in offices for 80+ hours week. And when you make it, you want more...
I'm smart enough to realize that I'm a victim, too. I want this I surely don't need. It's time to fight this irrationality - I will stop buying thinks right now. I just need to wait for already ordered things to come.

Money bring freedom, things take it away. OK, books are on the exemption list in my household. They costs peanuts, anyway.