the week in review
one word: busy.
the day job has me jumping through hoops, back fliping through rings of fire, and doding land mines and swinging blades of death. Oh how I WISH I was indiana jones or something interesting… but no, my rings of fire are Active Directory LDAP schemas, my land mines are egos and conflicting project plans that distract you from “work” by making you “talk” about their “work”, my swinging blades of death are deadlines, that are getting closer and closer and closer to lopping me off at the knees. (I’m not sure if my biggest fear is getting my eyes plucked out, or losing everything below my knee caps… ummm things to think about…)
combine this with the moonlighting I do as a freelance web designer (completly on my OWN TIME, in absolutle second priority to my day job, incase any of “you” are reading this, seriously, I mean it), I’ve got a client hounding me about work, in the classice “hurry up and wait” fashion. “omg we need this yesterday, but… I can’t check it tomorrow cause I’ll be on the road, so how’s thursday?”
and I think I mentioned the girl a few posts back… well… thats just ‘wtf’.
I mean… it’s good, we actually cleared something up, but the ’something’ was a big wtf. I’m honestly seriously serious about this… can I find a girl who can communicate… I don’t even CARE if they don’t like me, or if they DO like me, or if they NEED something different. JUST FRACKIN TALK TO ME PEOPLE, SAY SOMETHING.
The last girl I dated, who I was actually –>IN<– to was awesome, until she vanished for 3 weeks and I had to track her shit down to pry out of her what was going on… and poof. yeah *POOF* like a fucking magician… except she never un-poofed.
And I’m just too busy this week to deal with any of it.
Saturday at least I’ll be in NYC for a good friend’s bday party. cheers to that.
now, back to the moonlighting.
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