The Big To-Do
I have a to-do list a mile long which I began scribbling (and doing) last night, fleshed out with comments, questions and sub-lists. I think I need some kind of NORAD backlit plexiboard, a countdown, and a color coded status bar. At the least I need a big calender I can write on.
Ever find yourself hating circular tasks? Circular as in, you do them but they need doing again: laundry, dishes, making a bed. As opposed to linear where you work towards a goal with a beginning, end and finished product.
I need to collect my things from a safety deposit box, get quarters for laundry, and find a mouth guard for the scrimmage Saturday. Oh the good news is the exam isn’t until December 3rd. yay for small mercies.
The job hunt is still on, haven’t heard from the folks who liked me. What, they said they liked me and then never called?! oh the irony! Frustrating is the whole DC area vs NYC area thing. People keep asking me if I’m really moving. I always say yes. Don’t always believe it. But it’ll happen. A Mia in motion tends to stay in motion. It doesn’t feel real though. Most things have a sur-reality feel to them these days.
Tomorrow night is an old-style company paying for us all to go to Buffalo Billards and drink in celebration of launching our new splash page. I had nothing to do with the project but damn skippy I’m going. Should be a good time, even if my boss goes Machiavellian with the tequila like he did last time we were there. I kinda doubt he will though. But I’m going to party like it’s 1999, I know Dani and Dawn and most ppl are going. If it’s lame we’ll just go to my place.
I’m not really over my cold or whatever this is, went home early yesterday, still sound plagued. But dammit I don’t have time for this.
I’m shaking it boss, I’m shaking it.
LOL This is my horoscope:
“You may be worn out, dear Pisces, but you will have to push forward regardless. You are entering a long period of work and perseverance. This is definitely not the moment to be late or to balk. If you are still in your pajamas at noon, you should be ashamed! Do what you can to wake yourself from your recent daze. It’s time to get up and get moving!”
ooh i like this one better, found linked on Maria’s site, from Rob Brezny:
I also appreciate that the question What Do You Want More Than Anything? appears under the signs. :)
Another horoscope: “Back in the days when I could afford employees, one of them dreamed up a witty ad campaign for my expanded audio horoscopes. The headline was “Rob Brezsny’s astrological advice is like Viagra for the soul!” A week after the first ads appeared, I got a letter from the lawyers of the pharmaceutical company that manufactures the real Viagra. “Cease and desist using our trademarked brand name,” it said, “or we will sue your ass.” (I’m paraphrasing.) My campaign came to a dead stop, and I vowed never again to borrow a corporate fetish for my own marketing purposes. Carefully, then, I make the following announcement: What life brings you in the coming weeks will be like Viagra for your soul. “
Ah, no day should pass without one seeing/hearing/reading at least one casual reference to Cool Hand Luke!
Ok, so we got girl27 to have a blog, now all we need is Calvo to get a blog.
I’m just sayin’.
ah you got the reference Kevin
Megan - let’s get on calvo as soon as he’s back from his dragon boat racing adventure in Taiwan.
Wha?!?!
yeah man! he’s way into rowing crew and they were given a chance to be sponsored to go race Dragon Boats (have you seen these things?) in Taiwan. He left sunday I think.
Pretty crazy.
btw any man who gets up at 4:30 am to do what’s possibly the most grueling team sport has got to be a bit sick in the head. i’ll let him challenge this when he gets back. :)
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