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May. 14th, 2003 08:36 amSo yet another day in the trenches dead ahead. Yippee.
I spent yesterday at work fighting with a complicated perl script without the backup of our staff programmer. Nearly all day. So much for moving ahead in my pile o work, and here it be already wednesday. At this rate I might have to pull a couple of all nighters to get at everything, but you never know a lot can happen in three days and none of my other projects are quite as complicated as this one was. There are just a cubic buttload of then, and by now all of them are late. I am doing the best I can, but no one seems to believe me. *sigh*
And then, after grueling office work, I have more stuff to do at the old place. Gotta give the oven bits one more go with the easy-off, which reminds me of scrubbing the popcorn kettle every night at Cinemark, as we had to use basically the same corrosive stuff. Despite the fact that the stuff burns when you accidentally inhale it, the smell of caustic chemical eating grease makes me nostalgic. On top of that, I need to go around and sand down the spackling. Joy.
I'm supposed to go to NY this weekend but I have this overwhelming feeling I'm going to be cranky and exhausted at the end of this week, and I think I'm also getting sick. I may just stay home and recover from hell week as much as possible, considering there will still be work to be done. No rest for the wicked, like ever. Of course, if I don't go to NY I'll have to find someplace to be on Sunday where I can't hear the bagpipes and pontificating of Smith's graduation, which once again I won't be joining. Not that I'm bitter of course, but I don't need to hear that on top of one of my little voices that delights in using one of my most hated phrases: "Either shit or get off the pot."
anyhoo. hi-ho, hi-ho, it's off to work I go.
I spent yesterday at work fighting with a complicated perl script without the backup of our staff programmer. Nearly all day. So much for moving ahead in my pile o work, and here it be already wednesday. At this rate I might have to pull a couple of all nighters to get at everything, but you never know a lot can happen in three days and none of my other projects are quite as complicated as this one was. There are just a cubic buttload of then, and by now all of them are late. I am doing the best I can, but no one seems to believe me. *sigh*
And then, after grueling office work, I have more stuff to do at the old place. Gotta give the oven bits one more go with the easy-off, which reminds me of scrubbing the popcorn kettle every night at Cinemark, as we had to use basically the same corrosive stuff. Despite the fact that the stuff burns when you accidentally inhale it, the smell of caustic chemical eating grease makes me nostalgic. On top of that, I need to go around and sand down the spackling. Joy.
I'm supposed to go to NY this weekend but I have this overwhelming feeling I'm going to be cranky and exhausted at the end of this week, and I think I'm also getting sick. I may just stay home and recover from hell week as much as possible, considering there will still be work to be done. No rest for the wicked, like ever. Of course, if I don't go to NY I'll have to find someplace to be on Sunday where I can't hear the bagpipes and pontificating of Smith's graduation, which once again I won't be joining. Not that I'm bitter of course, but I don't need to hear that on top of one of my little voices that delights in using one of my most hated phrases: "Either shit or get off the pot."
anyhoo. hi-ho, hi-ho, it's off to work I go.
Hated Phrases
Date: 2003-05-14 10:59 am (UTC)heh
Date: 2003-05-15 07:42 am (UTC)