I've had an entire loaf of bread, approximately four liters of Sprite, and one Nature's Valley granola bar. I went in to work for two and a half days, and it felt like a month. There are all kinds of power struggles and political bullshit buzzing around my organization, and I'm losing two people I'm close to as a result - they're getting the hell out of dodge before the shit really hits the fan. Can't say I blame them. Had to say goodbye to my favorite work guy, whose last day was Friday (lunch involved vodka and tears, though I could only partake of one). There's more family drama, but just thinking about rehashing it makes me nauseous. Finally received the correct converter card for my old IDE workhorse drive, and I cannot for the life of me get it to work. And somewhere in there, Spike decided that he absolutely must sleep under the desk when Mommy is working. On top of the surge protector, to be precise. I lost a shitload of work when he flipped the power switch trying to get comfortable. Twice. There was almost kittycide.
Did rediscover the power of opening up Photoshop to blow off steam, something I hadn't done in a long while. I love to write, I do. It's a huge part of what I'm supposed to do with my life. I'm sure of that. But there's a lot to be said for producing something that's the result of a few strategic clicks, instead of brain-numbing concentration.
At any rate, I'm really here to shamelessly promote miniglik's and my new brainchild, the_other_reese, a comm centered around all things Derek. Join. Pimp. Post. You know the drill.
( Ghost In The Machine | A Derek Reese Fanmix )
And I'm off. Duty calls. Really wish I could take a message.