Fried Like An Over Easy Egg
Buried at work, and it's just going to get worse. October is hell month for the heaviest, most brainless and brute force stuff I need to do. Last Monday, I had a backlog of around 1200 leads. The Flash would have trouble catching up with that much work. I worked late every night this week (except on Tuesday, where instead I got pizza and mental health from Cajones and Cheb) and whittled the backlog down to under 500. That's still pretty terrible, but it's not quite deadly. I could face this workload a bit better if my cube wasn't so mysteriously hot. It's somehow worse than when the outside temperature was in the 90s, a complete sauna. I can't wait until Omegacon, when I can sit in a small dark room that's actually intended to be a sauna.
Been pretty brain dead. Haven't done anything entertaining except watch Deep Space 9 disks and replay Quake 4. A movie just feels like too much work.
Today was just a boring old housework day. I've always particularly hated dusting, which is why my house tends to resemble a 1930s Universal horror movie set. But I went ahead and did a ton of dusting. The demoralizing thing is that the house doesn't look particularly cleaner or better, I've got a lot of shit just laying around. Also, I got the air conditioners out of the windows. My back has been bitching pretty loudly about that, I'm hobbling around all McCain-like. Maybe I should have let the house remain pit-like for a couple more days, and gone in to the day job for a couple hours. I have a hard time prioritizing small maintenance stuff.
The MISFITs Scavenger Hunt is tomorrow. I'll be participating for the first time ever. Scavenger hunts don't involve garbage dump memories or fast twitchy thumbs, so I'm not sure how well I'll do. But I'm looking forward to something different. Right now I'm going to drink the last beer in the fridge and generally try to be less fried.
Been pretty brain dead. Haven't done anything entertaining except watch Deep Space 9 disks and replay Quake 4. A movie just feels like too much work.
Today was just a boring old housework day. I've always particularly hated dusting, which is why my house tends to resemble a 1930s Universal horror movie set. But I went ahead and did a ton of dusting. The demoralizing thing is that the house doesn't look particularly cleaner or better, I've got a lot of shit just laying around. Also, I got the air conditioners out of the windows. My back has been bitching pretty loudly about that, I'm hobbling around all McCain-like. Maybe I should have let the house remain pit-like for a couple more days, and gone in to the day job for a couple hours. I have a hard time prioritizing small maintenance stuff.
The MISFITs Scavenger Hunt is tomorrow. I'll be participating for the first time ever. Scavenger hunts don't involve garbage dump memories or fast twitchy thumbs, so I'm not sure how well I'll do. But I'm looking forward to something different. Right now I'm going to drink the last beer in the fridge and generally try to be less fried.