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Woohoo, it's almost Friday! I'm so ready for the weekend. And after a little internal screaming, I'm quite calm and relaxed now. Work has been pretty good in spite of a few things, mainly that I find myself completely out of work by two, which means I'm stuck there for an hour trying to look busy, feeling a bit guilty about just slacking off on the internet, and such, but there's really nothing to do. I actually have done a little repeat work the last couple of days, because I was so bored. And Brian will be back tomorrow, so I'll probably get done sooner, since he'll be around to do his own work. I'm also having trouble staying patient with my new manager. It seems like problems are just not getting fixed, and I feel awkward asking him to follow up on something I already asked about, because I don't want to add to his load, but there are things that shouldn't just sit. And I'm just not used to him. What would take about three steps with Rob, this guy takes about twelve. Grrr... Could he adjust already?!
Anyway, I had some delightful news last night that almost sent me bouncing off the walls, which is hard to do at 9:48 on a Wednesday night, but I emailed the head of Omaha libraries yesterday to see about any possibilities of employment (or really anything AT ALL), and she emailed me back! She wants to get together sometime, which shouldn't be too hard since we work across the street from each other, and she also said that I seemed like her kind of library person! Apparently I have great energy and like people, so points to me. I don't think I should mention that I really believe I'm a lazy anti-socialite. My mom and I have more or less agreed that I'm such an overachiever, that when I think I'm slacking, I'm actually on par with most people. So it all comes out even. Sweet!
Let's see, I fixed my resume last night, so it's extra shiny. Robin hasn't set up another meeting this week, which I'm kind of glad for, because I'm still working my way through her potential interview questions (why do all my answers sound the SAME?!?!), and with the weather finally turning springish, I'm really not into working as intensely just yet. By next week, I'm sure I'll be back into it.
Tonight's schedule, um, not much. Listen to Wait, Wait, work on the novel and forcibly dig myself out of this pit of writer's block. I'm floundering, but I just need to put stuff down. We'll fix the details later. Still the rough draft that nobody has read except for me and a couple of other people. I find that people ask to read my stuff when I mention I'm a writer, and at first I'm keen for them to read it, but then I send it to them, and it's like it falls into a black hole. So that makes me think that my work is either colossally bad and people are too nice to say anything, to which I say, I need the criticism!!! Or I'll just think you're wrong and leave things as they are. Mostly I think people just want to humor me and say they'll read it, but they've got plenty of other work to do rather than read my stuff. Ugh, no wonder I've never published anything.
Anyway, dinner time. I'll take my author neuroses with me.
Anyway, I had some delightful news last night that almost sent me bouncing off the walls, which is hard to do at 9:48 on a Wednesday night, but I emailed the head of Omaha libraries yesterday to see about any possibilities of employment (or really anything AT ALL), and she emailed me back! She wants to get together sometime, which shouldn't be too hard since we work across the street from each other, and she also said that I seemed like her kind of library person! Apparently I have great energy and like people, so points to me. I don't think I should mention that I really believe I'm a lazy anti-socialite. My mom and I have more or less agreed that I'm such an overachiever, that when I think I'm slacking, I'm actually on par with most people. So it all comes out even. Sweet!
Let's see, I fixed my resume last night, so it's extra shiny. Robin hasn't set up another meeting this week, which I'm kind of glad for, because I'm still working my way through her potential interview questions (why do all my answers sound the SAME?!?!), and with the weather finally turning springish, I'm really not into working as intensely just yet. By next week, I'm sure I'll be back into it.
Tonight's schedule, um, not much. Listen to Wait, Wait, work on the novel and forcibly dig myself out of this pit of writer's block. I'm floundering, but I just need to put stuff down. We'll fix the details later. Still the rough draft that nobody has read except for me and a couple of other people. I find that people ask to read my stuff when I mention I'm a writer, and at first I'm keen for them to read it, but then I send it to them, and it's like it falls into a black hole. So that makes me think that my work is either colossally bad and people are too nice to say anything, to which I say, I need the criticism!!! Or I'll just think you're wrong and leave things as they are. Mostly I think people just want to humor me and say they'll read it, but they've got plenty of other work to do rather than read my stuff. Ugh, no wonder I've never published anything.
Anyway, dinner time. I'll take my author neuroses with me.