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It's not a good thing
Mar. 7th, 2001 10:32 pmwhen a great screaming Leo Queen gets pissy.
Point 1: I hate, no, loathe my job right now. I'm working too damn much. I'm making serious money, but I'd rather be doing one step _down_ where I actually KNOW what I'm doing and be activly making a difference instead of banging my head against a financial statement wall of Doom.
Point 2: The intense "work", nay, torture, is causing some, shall we say, interesting ideas on how to handle non work realted stress. When putting someone through a wall if they say "Hi" to you the wrong way is an acceptable way to deal with the situation, that's is not a good sign, unless you're Jeff, then it's OK.
Point 3: Having said reaction causing me to stay home from ManRay for the first time in quite a while, and liking it. Hrm. That one might be OK.
Point 4: Reading NetGoth and thinking "Huh huh huh, Yup, that's right git'er Ian." and being endlessly amused at the torture of a 13 year old (who, in my opinion, is being a royal pain in the ass). I'm not sure that's right, but dammit if it's wrong, I don't want to be right. I'd like to be the one to freak my bitch ass out, but I'm keeping it under control (barely) until the thoughts solidify.
Point 5: Reading LJ makes me add about, oh, 3 more items in the "Why I'm glad I didn't go to ManRay tonight" column. Oh I missed *insert name here* Ahhh Too bad. *evil grin*
Point 6: There is NOOOOO Point number six!
Point 7: No poofta's
Ok I just degenerated into Silly. I think I'm going to go giggle some more at naughty NetGothians.
Taking mu ball and going home. I'm just so touchy lately. I wish I could have some time to myself. Even yesterday didn't really work to relax me. I need a day where I don't have to do ANYTHING. Maybe I can arrainge it for Sunday, but probably not. My life belongs to evil tax gods til April *sigh*
Point 1: I hate, no, loathe my job right now. I'm working too damn much. I'm making serious money, but I'd rather be doing one step _down_ where I actually KNOW what I'm doing and be activly making a difference instead of banging my head against a financial statement wall of Doom.
Point 2: The intense "work", nay, torture, is causing some, shall we say, interesting ideas on how to handle non work realted stress. When putting someone through a wall if they say "Hi" to you the wrong way is an acceptable way to deal with the situation, that's is not a good sign, unless you're Jeff, then it's OK.
Point 3: Having said reaction causing me to stay home from ManRay for the first time in quite a while, and liking it. Hrm. That one might be OK.
Point 4: Reading NetGoth and thinking "Huh huh huh, Yup, that's right git'er Ian." and being endlessly amused at the torture of a 13 year old (who, in my opinion, is being a royal pain in the ass). I'm not sure that's right, but dammit if it's wrong, I don't want to be right. I'd like to be the one to freak my bitch ass out, but I'm keeping it under control (barely) until the thoughts solidify.
Point 5: Reading LJ makes me add about, oh, 3 more items in the "Why I'm glad I didn't go to ManRay tonight" column. Oh I missed *insert name here* Ahhh Too bad. *evil grin*
Point 6: There is NOOOOO Point number six!
Point 7: No poofta's
Ok I just degenerated into Silly. I think I'm going to go giggle some more at naughty NetGothians.
Taking mu ball and going home. I'm just so touchy lately. I wish I could have some time to myself. Even yesterday didn't really work to relax me. I need a day where I don't have to do ANYTHING. Maybe I can arrainge it for Sunday, but probably not. My life belongs to evil tax gods til April *sigh*
