Monday blues...

Not this time. A morning rocked by Air and Joseph Nothing. Spectacular fever dreams on the train to work. Dreaming of my vacation while going up the escalator. Being happy I am always 15 minutes late while sitting down at my computer.

Wondering what my teammate is doing.

Getting stuff done. Fixing old code. Getting bugged to do random shit I know I shouldn't be supporting. Getting it done right. Finally. Fuck you. Eating a ham sandwhich. With Mayo. And an apple.

Wondering what my teammate is doing. Really, your job is not that complex.

Remembering that it was my teammate who said we should shorten the deadlines we were offering to our boss. Being very glad I didn't listen to her. Finishing my work until Wednesday. Realizing I need her to finish now. And a dba. In dulles. Where I can't hit him.

Wondering if it really takes 3 hours to find a file. That seems a bit excessive, teamy.

Chatting with friends. Heading to a concert on Friday. Got tickets. Yes Koby, no Adam. Damn. Got reallly bored. Read some quotes. Got tired. Got hungry.

Stop pouting and furrowing your brow, your job is not that complex. Seriously. Blah.

Also, yes, I am your boss. Stop bothering other people first.

Four days left. All I need to do is last four more days without going off the handle, then vacation. This is actually one of the things that concerns me with vacations. As long as I know there is no change, I grind. When I know there is a vacation coming, I get all worried I am going to miss something. Which means I am actually more in need of the vacation when it happens, then if I never planned it in the first place. Vacations are stressors for me. I need more surprise trips to foreign lands. I suppose I should start with one.

Rembering that I am strange and wondering if stream of conscious posts are ever entertaing.
- posted by Pat @ 5:00 PM