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prev home archive next Momentary Thought Man. I just took thirteen pills. Urp. High/Low High: Friday on a Thursday! Low: Meetings at 10:00, 11:00, 1:00, 2:00, and 4:30. Yarg. Current Obsession I have to write *something* for three collabs. I've just gotta. Somewhere in the midst of homework and work-work. Grin Source I talked to Calvin on my cell phone all the way home from school last night. He timed my entry so that as soon as I walked in the door, KC and the Sunshine Band was blasting from the stereo and he was dancing around in his particular Calvin way. Storyteller Bio Dramatis Personnae Who I Read Recipes |
I'll be leaving this document up all day and adding to it as moments allow. Sort of a crossover experiment into blogging. 8:57 a.m. I was thinking about some weird stuff today while I was brushing my teeth. For instance, Robitussin advertises a "pleasing cherry taste." Dude, if cherries tasted like *that*, we'd burn the groves. What's their idea of "pleasing", anyway? Now Dimetapp, *that's* the shit. I'm all over medicine that tastes like grape Kool-Aid. I also thought about how I dreamed about Algebra all night last night. I have two classes left of this course, and last night was about graphing equations. You know, solving for x and y and plotting the points on a graph. Next week is dealing with square roots of polynomials, which I'll have to muddle through on my own. I'm not going to next week's class in favor of the Bon Jovi concert. Then the week after that is the final, and it's on to Economics in May. Go, me. And I was thinking about Calvin. Lots and lots about Calvin. The details of which I'm really not going to go into here. Heh. A couple of entries you guys need to check out... Dawn. Go read. Just trust me. It cracked my shit up, in a disturbing kind of way. A great new find. Not new to journaling, but new to me. Byrne of One Way... Don't Walk. A Life Quite Ordinary. Kelly's battles with the neighbor's discarded water heater. Okay! Off to print some foils and prepare for my first meeting. 11:25 a.m. Two down, three to go. My 10:00 was relatively painless, since it's my team and I chair the meeting. Just some frustrations with getting management to support our efforts, but it's been that way since time began, so no big. My 11:00 was a manufacturing floor walkthrough with one of the techs. I enjoy those because the techs are always happy to talk to you. It's like they get very little one-on-one time with somebody who *cares*, and so when they get the opportunity they latch onto it like it's Christmas. Just call me Santa. I'm not really looking forward to my 1:00, because my manager volunteered me to own a certain process area. I understand the fundamentals of it just fine, but apparently it's been without an "owner" for so long, there are lots of things to be fixed. I requested a meeting with the supervisor of the area, who was ecstatic that someone was paying attention to their needs. He asked to invite a "few more" folks who have an understanding of what's going on. So my meeting with one person ballooned into a meeting with eight people, all eager to expound upon their perception of the area's issues. Woo! It's almost noon and I'm not hungry at all, which is unusual. Dawn tells me that Coenzyme Q-10 also acts as an appetite suppressant. I don't know if I'm having a psychosomatic reaction to that piece of information or if it's actually working that way. Either way, lunch might be skipped today. Our friend AB is a travel agent, and as such she gets to go all kinds of places. She's going to Alaska in May, and Hawaii this summer. She's gone on several cruises lately, and everything is entirely FREE. I don't think I have to tell you how many colors of envy I've been turning. Travel isn't anywhere in our future for the next couple of years, and that bums me out. So I'll have to live vicariously through AB. I'm sure she won't mind. I am sooo in the wrong line of work, though. 12:51 p.m. Woo! My 4:30 meeting was just canceled. Well, actually, it's *my* meeting and my call to cancel, which I could actually do for a legitimate reason. No, not just because I wanted to get out of here. I do have *some* work ethic. 2:39 p.m. And thusly goes life at AcronymCo. Nobody showed for the 2:00 meeting. So! A day that started out with five meetings got whittled down to three. I never know what I'm going to be doing from hour to hour around here. I do know that my to-do list for the next week has expanded to 19 items - a number which I hope is static at least until Monday. You never know, though. I'm going to be here until 4:30 (except when I pick Marie up from school), and any number of things could be added. It's very likely that any of them will be taken off, though. Except for the three I just completed in the last half-hour. The "low hanging fruit", those were. Damn, I hate phrases like that. They are far too prolific in the business community. Ew. Check out Pamie's latest entry. Ew. You know what I want? A remote access type thingy so I can snuggle up in bed with my laptop and not have to be wired into the DSL box. Do they make something like that? Cuz I'm damned tired of sitting on the floor with my laptop when I want 'net access. Readers: "She's too stupid to realize that if she just got a *desk*, she wouldn't have to sit on the floor." Laura: "Yes, I *do* realize that. Hush, you." 3:43 p.m. I wanna put on... my my my my my boogie shoes... my boogie shoes... Just got back from picking up Marie. Calvin bought "KC and the Sunshine Band's Greatest Hits" last night, and I was grooving to it. It's funny, I think we've rubbed off on Marie, musically speaking. I caught her the other night listening to a KC song that she *voluntarily* downloaded off of Napster. Calvin also bought Journey's new CD, "Arrival". At first listen it sounds to be pretty darned good. And they're touring again. We've just seen them over New Year's, but we're debating on buying tickets for 'em again. They'd be playing on tour with Styxx and another band whose name escapes me at the moment. I love concerts at Desert Sky Pavilion - sitting out on the lawn on a blanket, on a perfect Arizona night, with millions of stars... I wonder if I should try sneaking the digital camera into the Bon Jovi concert next week. Okay, I'm going to wrap this puppy up. I'm leaving in about a half-hour to start our long weekend. I anticipate lots of dancing around to disco, and frequent motorcycle rides. Hee! No alcohol, though. The medication I got from the doctor on Monday prohibits that. She said if I drink any alcohol whatsoever the whole time I'm taking this stuff, and for three days after I'm done, I'll get violently ill. Cool. Hah. On that note... I'll probably update again this weekend (with more pictures, perhaps?). Have a good one! |