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clevermanka) wrote2006-01-11 10:35 am
Wow. CR's a mite bitchy today.
Okay, well then. After giving unsolicited (and perhaps harsh) advice in one friend's LJ and a couple radically snarky comments in some others (although one was met with a "hear, hear"), I've come to the conclusion that:
I am in a bad mood.
I wasn't feeling well or emotionally stable last night. All week I've been resentful of coming in to work. I have no patience with myself or anyone else. In fact, I barely contained myself from sending off a tetchy email to my dad--My Dad, folks. You know it's bad when it gets to that point.
When I filled out my timesheet for work this morning I realized I'm 30 minutes away from having 60 hours of accrued vacation time. That means I haven't taken more than a day of vacation in a long, long time. In fact, I think perhaps my last extended vacation was the New Orleans trip for New Year's 2005. Wow. I think that's a big part of the problem. It's just a bit over a year to the day that I got back from NOLA. Cripes. That's bad. I used to have to work really really hard to save up even a week's worth of vacation, what with all the rockabilly weekenders. Obviously my biorhythms don't do well in this minimal-vacation mode. But I don't want to take a vacation just to take time off. I want to Go Somewhere. Right now, I really don't have the cash to do that right. And you know me, if I can't do it right I don't wanna do it at all. I need to find a compromise, but I'm not sure what yet. Maybe a day trip to KC. I haven't been to the Nelson in donkey's years. That might be nice. Walking around the Plaza now that the xmas crowds have gone would be good, too. I'm almost out of my perfume, and I can only get that at Perfect Scents. Well that's something to think about anyway.
Meanwhile, while I pull myself out of this funk, here's a funny for you.

That's the top part of a letter I got from Easton Press yesterday. It made me laugh out loud. One, it's weird to get a letter like this where the top quote is by someone who has an office just down the hall from you. Two, it's weirder to know that the person in question would never in a million years say something like that. As
mckitterick put it "I don't think Jim Gunn has ever used an exclamation point in his life."
In other news, I got an email yesterday that said "Sorry to contact you out of the blue this way. I found you on LJ via a comment you posted to this article (edited out), which a friend of mine linked to from her LJ. I just wanted to send you a hello because I haven't met anyone else who knows of fRiNgE by Tobin and Hester, much less has a username associated with it. If you want to talk about it or anything else, you can IM me at edited out, or e-mail me at edited out." That was pretty rockin'. This makes the second person EVER in my LIFE that knew about this comic before I introduced them to it. Kick ass. I can completely understand the whole "Whoa!" sensation he must've gotten, seeing my name and default LJ icon of Ms. Red herself.
Okay, well in the past few minutes I've gotten a few comments saying "We like you snarky. You're funny." That makes me feel better. I might still feel out of sorts but at least I'm entertaining my friends. Also, harsh-advice-reciever person and I might be meeting for coffee and a knitting lesson in the near future. Things just keep getting better by the minute!
I wasn't feeling well or emotionally stable last night. All week I've been resentful of coming in to work. I have no patience with myself or anyone else. In fact, I barely contained myself from sending off a tetchy email to my dad--My Dad, folks. You know it's bad when it gets to that point.
When I filled out my timesheet for work this morning I realized I'm 30 minutes away from having 60 hours of accrued vacation time. That means I haven't taken more than a day of vacation in a long, long time. In fact, I think perhaps my last extended vacation was the New Orleans trip for New Year's 2005. Wow. I think that's a big part of the problem. It's just a bit over a year to the day that I got back from NOLA. Cripes. That's bad. I used to have to work really really hard to save up even a week's worth of vacation, what with all the rockabilly weekenders. Obviously my biorhythms don't do well in this minimal-vacation mode. But I don't want to take a vacation just to take time off. I want to Go Somewhere. Right now, I really don't have the cash to do that right. And you know me, if I can't do it right I don't wanna do it at all. I need to find a compromise, but I'm not sure what yet. Maybe a day trip to KC. I haven't been to the Nelson in donkey's years. That might be nice. Walking around the Plaza now that the xmas crowds have gone would be good, too. I'm almost out of my perfume, and I can only get that at Perfect Scents. Well that's something to think about anyway.
Meanwhile, while I pull myself out of this funk, here's a funny for you.

That's the top part of a letter I got from Easton Press yesterday. It made me laugh out loud. One, it's weird to get a letter like this where the top quote is by someone who has an office just down the hall from you. Two, it's weirder to know that the person in question would never in a million years say something like that. As
In other news, I got an email yesterday that said "Sorry to contact you out of the blue this way. I found you on LJ via a comment you posted to this article (edited out), which a friend of mine linked to from her LJ. I just wanted to send you a hello because I haven't met anyone else who knows of fRiNgE by Tobin and Hester, much less has a username associated with it. If you want to talk about it or anything else, you can IM me at edited out, or e-mail me at edited out." That was pretty rockin'. This makes the second person EVER in my LIFE that knew about this comic before I introduced them to it. Kick ass. I can completely understand the whole "Whoa!" sensation he must've gotten, seeing my name and default LJ icon of Ms. Red herself.
Okay, well in the past few minutes I've gotten a few comments saying "We like you snarky. You're funny." That makes me feel better. I might still feel out of sorts but at least I'm entertaining my friends. Also, harsh-advice-reciever person and I might be meeting for coffee and a knitting lesson in the near future. Things just keep getting better by the minute!

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If you decide to go, let me know and I'll hunt through my archives to see if I can find the name of the place.
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If you end up day-tripping to KC, let me know. I'll sneak away from work and entertain you for a bit.
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The reason I ask is this bug I've been sick with came with it an nasty bout of real irritability. I've been a right cunt since Friday of last week, when I wasn't truly forcing myself to be civil (like at the party or the work session)...
I hope I haven't passed something along to you.
D.
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Yes. Yes, that's it on the nose. Fantastic! I can't wait to join the ranks of the walking wounded.
If you passed it onto me, it wasn't anyone's fault. The most I did was pat your head at
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Just so you know, it lasts, apparently about a week before you feel better. And through some of it you will feel like absolute crap.
My apologies. But it is definitely going around. I got it from a lawyer I work with, as far as I can tell, rather than anyone at New Years.
D.
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My giant apologies if I had any part in passing it along!
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D.
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Sorry you're both feeling badly, but it'll pass, really it will. I'm thankful for a far healthier immune system than years past, yes I am!
And I like you snarky or not...you're just pretty damned cool in whatever mood, ok?
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*har*
R.
You are the bee's knees, tho. Sneeeriously.
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Maybe I will get a chance to go today after my Shakespear Festival meeting and before my Kansas City Ballet one.
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Well, I'm sorry to (take your vacation in Canada) hear that you're (come visit) not feeling (Canada is fun) well. Bad moods (Canada makes good moods) are not fun at the best (Canada is the best) of times.
Here's to (visit
In other news, I've (come visit) been researching subliminal (Canada good) messages for a story I've been tinkering with. You (should visit) might find it a good (
:^)
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Color me completely unsurprised, given your serious distaste for the cold.
But I'm aaaallllll about the positive reinforcement.
I think I shall make you a prezzie. Because prezzies are good. :^)
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The Nelson sounds like a great idea. The teenager went with her AP Euro History class today, and I wish they had needed chaperones or something, 'cos it sounded like a really good time.
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We could do the Plaza, as requested, and then maybe I few lovely haunts: like the bulk tea market with truly lovely tea (no dust there), or perhaps Bella Napoli for the best espresso in town while you browse the selection of imported Italian goods in this family-owned store. I also know some great little places for lunch or dinner.
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How about "I can show you a few lovely haunts"?
crimeny
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