This has become my default mental image for massive all-day meetings like the one I was in today, especially if said meetings involved failed internal plots and counterplots against one's colleagues and superiors.  Like the one I was in today.

Today was a #85 kind of day.  I am taking a nice long walk in the lingering sunset now.

Utterly surreal week.  Power outages, all kinds of crazy bad stuff at work, getting interviewed for public access TV about that little trip to Florida we took last week, and a sinus infection.

Oh, yes, and a family of adorable little skunks moved in two houses down.  Let me tell you, the sight of fluffy baby skunks with white gossamer tails ( Read more... )

This week has kind of sucked.  No, actually it pretty much sucked ( Read more... )

So.

Monday-- wake 0600, work 0700-1530, dinner at Cafe Habana around 1830, wait in line for Elvis Costello show commencing at 2000, Elvis Costello show 2100-2330.  Drive home.

Tuesday-- arrive at the Henry Ford to see the Emancipation Proclamation at 0015.  See there is a 4-5 hour wait; cry.  Go home and sleep 0100-0400, then take chairs and water ( Read more... )

 My work laptop emits so much heat that using it right now is unbearable.

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I accidentally put on the pair of blue jeans with a hole in... a bad place... before I went to the board meeting today.  Woops.  I wondered why my spare jeans were the wrong color and had the wrong pocket design and didn't need a belt.  I thought I'd thrown these ones away.

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My, the sunporch upstairs is nice.  Why don't I write here more often?  Oh, yes, because there's no artificial lightning and this recliner is broken.

It has been a busy and productive weekend-- in the friend-visiting, economy-stimulating, social-work sense of "productive."  I affirmed my visceral hatred for Sterling Heights and its environs and I ( Read more... )

I found out today that a combination of diligence, honesty, and virtue screwed me over when it comes to this year's annual bonus thanks to stupid accounting tricks and the adorable concept of "non-billable time".  But, as my most excellent spouse reminded me, most people don't even get a bonus.  It's not the money that galls me so much as that I ( Read more... )

 So, yesterday was a real backstabby fiesta at work.  Everyone survived, but I am so tired of the never-ending catfights between 95% of the female employees at the company.  Seriously, I think I'm the only female (yeah, I am one) on speaking terms with every single one of the other "girls," or at least speaking terms that are purely business and ( Read more... )

 Today was not the greatest day.  Somebody got injured at work, plus one of my direct subordinates is having his bi-monthly meltdown and I had to talk him down from the metaphorical tree again.  This always makes me pretty angry.

I need to stop looking for information about FE12, because what I'm finding just disturbs me.

( Spoilers and crap. Mostly crap. )

 So, the votes are in, and both contracts passed with overwhelming margins.  I can finally relax... until Monday, when I have to execute my duty of enforcing these contracts.  I kicked back Friday night with lobster steamed in white wine (cooked it myself, mind) followed by cream sherry.  Then I rewarded myself with some DQIX.

I hated Dragon Warrior ( Read more... )