As of yesterday afternoon, I have an inkling of what it is like in the NBA draft ( Read more... )

I just had an hour-long interview with the chief architect of an incubator project. His grandiose vision is actually the closest thing I have heard to a viable business model built upon the supposed paradigm shifts associated with buzzword-extraordinaire "Web 2.0." The Internet is clearly moving toward user-driven content models, and has been for ( Read more... )

Holy shit \. Drunker than I've been in memory,,,

Shouldn't have gone to happy hour, but at least I had the wherewithal to pour my last beer O(despit M's protests_) into the bushes,.

How fcycking embarrassing,...

This is why I am antisocial.

M. rang my bell and, upon my opening of the screen, asked, "Who owns him ( Read more... )

It is funny how being the sole engineering resource on this latest project has not sufficed to motivate me to do work. I seem content to defragment my hard drive and fantasize about shaving my head. I really want a mohawk, but D. insists that he loves my hair. This is perfectly understandable as I do have fabulous hair, but nevertheless I am ( Read more... )

Today I learned that my departure from the team (combined with his recent lackluster end-of-the-year review) has inspired the increasingly atrabilious M. to grow a Vandyke. The timing of my coworker's pogonotrophy is intriguing only because I spent a good portion of Sunday afternoon trying to convince my boyfriend how sexy he would look with a ( Read more... )

It's not clear whether management knows or cares that we have access to their grades and comments via the online end-of-the-year review tool. I am fairly certain the goal is that employees not read such things until our actual one-on-one wherein any hurt feelings are assuaged by a 2.3% raise. Regardless, I am a little miffed at the Smiler's ( Read more... )

I cannot deny that I prefer hate to love ( Read more... )

I was apparently much more effective than even I imagined possible. The Smiler called me aside before lunch to let me know that all my dreams have come true: my current project duties are transferred entirely to Napoleon, I am to devote 100% of my time to the project on which I wanted to work, and I am to be "matrixed" to that team's manager. ( Read more... )

M. and I had a plan. It was simple, elegant, and--seeing how we both independently came up with it--apparently obvious. As is the nature of the universe, the plan was, of course, doomed to failure ( Read more... )