Someone just sent out an email asking for an spreadsheet to be extended so she can continue working in it. Bear in mind this involves copying nothing but a numbering sequence and formatting--I've met complex to extend spreadsheets and this isn't it. I can't imagine not being embarassed to send out a high importance email about it to six different people. And she's never once asked how to do it herself.

I guess when I think of myself as having no ambition I should put myself in context.

My Work Nemesis has, once again, sent me an email explicitly requesting that I do her job for her. The kicker is, I have to do it.

Oooh, fie on Work Nemesis.

As much as I love cake, I'd be breaking out the hose and spraying that thing down with clear-seal shellac. Cutting it would be a crime.

The sink is awesome, but impractical. I'm still holding out for a raku or a blue glass bowl sink on a teak slat bench, myself. With shaded turquoise to aquamarine glass tiles up the roll-in shower walls. Except the front, stationary, clear glass wall.

Yeah, my fantasies are decorating ones.

Timelies.

Oh boy. Volunteering thing I've signed up (elderly care research) for is taking so much time, and work, and I'm drowning in articles.

I think I could finish it in two months, if I started doing this as a part-time job. Only it's not. It's volunteering, and don't get me wrong - I love doing this, and I'm giving this the 2-3 hours a week I told them I could give, but there's just too much information, and I am thorough about this.

I sent an "I don't think I'm getting anywhere in this pace, and yes, I'm still working on it" cry-for-help email to the woman I'm helping, but really - either I've been too thorough about this, or I just suck at this.

I hope for option #1, since I've spent too much time and energy so far (been doing this for about 3 months now), and because hey, it's really really important, and matters, and I really wanna work in this organization one day.

Re motivation definition talk you had: it got me thinking. I maybe having a childish way of thought here, but I realized that I really don't have motivation. If I have the motivation to do anything, it's keeping my life as simple and happy as I can live it. Sometimes it's a fight, but as a creature who appreciate good violence and anger, I just like a good fight. And by good fight, I mean "a fight I winning", although it's a lot nicer when it seems like the universe is taking care of things to go my way (and by nice I mean "whoooo, it's magic!").

Also, I need to get out more. Will someone make it November, so I can start university and stop working from home (and working at all?).

back to drowning in elderly care researches

hate both of them.

Well played by the Work Nemesis, sadly. Can you exact revenge?

Shir, if it's work that would otherwise not get done at all, they might not mind if it takes forever and/or is more or less slapdash...

Can you exact revenge?

We kind of tried to get her fired last year and it didn't work.

Here's what sucks: she's apparently supposed to be on sick leave for the next ten days (I don't know what for) and I don't even care, which makes me feel like a bad person. Note: Making me do her job is unrelated to the illness.

Shir, if it's work that would otherwise not get done at all, they might not mind if it takes forever and/or is more or less slapdash...

Alas, it's work that has to be done. I just wish I could be more useful and productive about this.

I'm still holding out for a raku or a blue glass bowl sink on a teak slat bench, myself. With shaded turquoise to aquamarine glass tiles up the roll-in shower walls. Except the front, stationary, clear glass wall.

::weeps weakly::

If I had the chance to pick 1 room to design, I'd like to do a bathroom right. Just to get a proper soaking tub and a decent shower.