In that way that should be depressing, it was kind of cool. It figures the only way I can be even relatively happy is when overworked (as Many People called in sick), with a pounding headache, and pretty damn high. I had a blast this afternoon. My control-freak instincts kicked in beautifully, as there was no one to tell me what to do. Honestly, I'd be more ashamed of myself if I was just less *tired*. But not sleepy, apparently. Which, again, if I was less tired? Would *also* freak me out.
Of course, in the middle of this, I had that short-tempered flash of sheer, blinding rage about a rather innocuous email, and God, someone should put me *out* of my misery when I get freaked about email. *sighs*
Okay, how bizarre has my life gotten that I read this and said, "Wow -- cool!"
:::laughs insanely:::
Yup, I'm recovering from a cold. I've got a ***500*** page document to put the finishing touches on today and FedEx to the freaking Taiwanese government. I'm in the middle of getting The Mom signed up for Medicaid to pay for her care facility. The neighbor who asked me to "fix up" a proposal that he's sending to a potential customer has now declared that the logo I used on the cover page (which logo I had to *dig*up* on the internet and then dink around with it in Photoshop to make it even marginally printable) is inadequate. And the people in Australia who are taking registrations for a HL convention to be held next year in freaking Los Angeles are telling me that my credit card -- which I know for a fact is working just fine because not only have I been making purchases with it all along, I've even made *international* purchases with it within the past month! -- keeps being refused, and they're oh-so-politely telling me that they'll hold my spot while I "straighten it out," and all I want to do is tell them to bite me.
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Of course, in the middle of this, I had that short-tempered flash of sheer, blinding rage about a rather innocuous email, and God, someone should put me *out* of my misery when I get freaked about email. *sighs*
Okay, how bizarre has my life gotten that I read this and said, "Wow -- cool!"
:::laughs insanely:::
Yup, I'm recovering from a cold. I've got a ***500*** page document to put the finishing touches on today and FedEx to the freaking Taiwanese government. I'm in the middle of getting The Mom signed up for Medicaid to pay for her care facility. The neighbor who asked me to "fix up" a proposal that he's sending to a potential customer has now declared that the logo I used on the cover page (which logo I had to *dig*up* on the internet and then dink around with it in Photoshop to make it even marginally printable) is inadequate. And the people in Australia who are taking registrations for a HL convention to be held next year in freaking Los Angeles are telling me that my credit card -- which I know for a fact is working just fine because not only have I been making purchases with it all along, I've even made *international* purchases with it within the past month! -- keeps being refused, and they're oh-so-politely telling me that they'll hold my spot while I "straighten it out," and all I want to do is tell them to bite me.
*sigh*
If you find some cotton candy, let me know, 'kay?
:::schleps off to read the shallott story:::