Argh, My Nemesis is pissing me off again. She had someone ask a question about a project I manage (I'm the program manager) and she answered them wrong, and then instead of bringing me into the conversation, she forwarded the exchange to the lawyers. I only found out about it when the lawyers added me to the CC list when they replied.
This is what she does all the time, and she's entirely shameless about it. Doesn't seem to care that it makes our entire organization look like idiots, so long as she can keep me off-balance and out of the loop.
I shouldn't hate this woman, because hate increases the amount of entropy in the universe. But the amount of entropy in my life would be severely reduced if she would get transferred to another division, or decide to take an early retirement or something.
t snarls
I just asked yet another person about the project that's eating me from my bottom, and he was all "Oh, we can't do it *that* way! What were you thinking?" EVERY TIME I ASK ANYONE NEW, the old ways are impossible. No one understands this project. It's insane.
I'm going home to drown my sorrows in some network attached storage.
Also, there's something perfumed in my purse and I can't work out what it is or how to get rid of it. Driving me batty.
In 16 minutes I can go home and walk the dog and buy fresh vegetables and listen to the last two chapters of Harry Potter & the Half-Blood Prince.
In the meantime, I shall read an academic article about fanfiction for cancelled series.
Rushed home from work to meet a guy at the house at 4. Walked in the door to him leaving a message saying he'd be 15 or 20 minutes late.
People pull this shit all the time, and I hate it.
My plan for today was going for a bike ride, signing up for a pool membership, and cleaning my apartment. What I actually did was wait around for people to move my air conditioner (long story), read some more Harry Potter, and take a nap.
But would you warn for a sapient cat?
I am not going to look for Wing Commander fic. I just won't. ... I hope.
This conversation is putting the "Sex with Ducks" song in my head
Sex with dolphins? Really??
I just got back to school after our field trip to Six Flags. It was a perfect day. About 70 degrees, sunny. Short lines. Perfect.
Now I'm waiting for rush hour traffic to die down a bit before I head home.
I have no idea why I am watching the A & E biography of Eminem, but I am surprised to find he is my age, not younger. I am used to being shocked at how young people are, but this is weird.
