Couldn't sleep last night for coughing. Now I'm sitting here in a daze staring at a massive pile of work that didn't exist two days ago. What happened?
What happened is, we're close to year's end and everything that everyone -including me- procrastinated on all year now has to be done all at once. And if I'm catching up on my own procrastination, that's one thing, but when someone else's procrastination lands on my desk, that's another damn thing. This one guy, I swear, it takes him six months to do anything. He's worse than I am! It's a list, Ian, there's like 5 things on it. Just send me the fucking list. Even if it's wrong, we can fix it in post. Just send it.
I would like to move to Scotland and raise heirloom sheep.
I would like to move to Scotland and raise heirloom sheep.
Scotland sounds nice, but raising sheep is definitely not my dream.
I am down for reinventing myself as a shepherd.
Made my bus! This feels like enough of an accomplishment for the day, frankly, and yet I am still expected to go all the way to the office and then do work. Did not have breakfast because I was frantically looking for my work badge (which turned out to be in a zipped pocket in my purse, which I can hardly fault past!me for) so I am grumpy as hell.
I just got some actual champagne (well, actually sparkling wine) at the rose ceremony on the floor that is Bachelor-themed, so today is feeling pretty good!
Made it to my desk where I have snacks stockpiled, so today is not so bleak.
Ugh. Got a tetanus booster yesterday. Wasn't feeling great by the evening, and right now I feel like death's first cousin.
You feel like Steve Bannon?
Man, I hope Dana doesn't feel that bad.
I feel like Bannon might be in view. Like, he's down the road, waving at me.
