Tim and I have seen several movies recently:

• Scoop. A potentially good movie ruined by Woody Allen. Scarlett Johansen and Hugh Jackman have a lovely, understated humor, and then Allen comes bumbling along, completely disrupting that vibe through the overwhelming energy field that is his neurotic nature. Also ruined by audience members ( Read more... )

Simple things that make me happy:

• I have wanted a new kitchen trash can for at least four years. I finally bought one a couple of weeks ago, and you would laugh at how much pleasure I derive from putting things into it.
• Kittens (duh). Picture, if you will, a 5 month old kitten holding down the 8-year-old cat with her paw atop the cat's ( Read more... )

For the last few weeks I have been generating absolutely great (and yes, I do say so myself) ideas for work about how to handle various situations. Good, solid, creative ideas. At the same time, my short-term memory is for shit, and my staff is laughing at me for being a space cadet. There are good reasons for this, but it feels a little bizarre ( Read more... )

While I wouldn't generally say that I'm happy about working on a Sunday, this is my almost-ideal way to spend a Sunday: interesting sporting event on TV (Broncos football would turn this into the ideal), motoring through the laundry, happy kitties. Moose is zoned out on catnip; the kittens are asleep. I'm mildly frustrated that I forgot some papers ( Read more... )

My love is working nights, I'm working early morning again. I think I need to accept that with management responsibilities, I just need to plan on 45-hour weeks. Leaving early two days this week, I am now way behind on everything. I am, by the way, going to become an official manager. The job reclassification process is now underway. I don't know ( Read more... )

#$*(#$&@!! headaches. The physical therapist says that all the neck muscles are clamping down on my greater occipital nerve and the 7 (?) nerves running through the long muscles at the sides of my neck. So I have arm pain and migraines. I have to start meditating and learning to relax these muscles, not just stretch them out. I'm starting to get a ( Read more... )

Clueless woman returned my call yesterday thanking me, I kid you not, for cluing her in (her words). They have an accounting person with the same name, and she just wasn't paying attention because of a grant deadline. She has gotten everything straightened out now. Very funny ( Read more... )

Today Clueless Woman sent me a list of addresses. No message, nothing explaining what she was doing. Just a list of addresses, which I guess I am supposed to include in my Friday mailing. Which, by the way, I DON'T DO. I called her, using the DIRECTORY, which contains INFORMATION that can make one CLUEFUL, and left a message. "I don't know why you' ( Read more... )

Sometimes days have themes. One day a couple of weeks ago it was "the day of vivid imagery" at work because of how my mind was interpreting things people said.

This week has been the week of funny conversations.
For example, an actual e-mail conversation:

[Valued technical co-worker],

I had a very strange thing happen today. I sent the attached ( Read more... )

I am about to get ready to go to the gym but I'm not quite ready to get up. A few random things I've been saving up ( Read more... )