I am back from my California expedition. The Fall Out Boy/Panic! at the Disco concert was fantastic. There's something about stadium concerts with loud guitars that fills me with glee. FOB performed two of my favorites from the new album ("Alone Together" and "Just One Yesterday"), and one of them from Folie A Deux ("Twenty Dollar Nosebleed" - with the cutiehead lead singer from P!atD!); if they had performed one of my other faves from Folie ("27") I probably would have hurt something laughing. They didn't perform my absolute favorite from Infinity On High ("Hum Hallelujah") , but that's okay - see previous statement about possibly injuring myself from laughter.

The time hanging out with Cass was wonderful, and I am once again mad about the lack of teleportation technology.

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Today I had a preliminary phone interview with an HR munchkin at a local tech company, and hope to hear back from them about scheduling the next step in the interview process. I followed that up with applying for UI, which has got to be one of my least favorite things to do in the world. Tonight, I write. Tomorrow, I write. I WILL be productive, yes.
Hi, I've been kind of quiet lately, because I am ridiculously, ridiculously busy. My team is understaffed right now (epic understatement there, and hey, if any of you are technical writers or editors and are job-hunting, drop me a line), so I am currently juggling ...

::stops to count, cross-references with the White Board o' Insanity::

... 4 different projects. All of which are happening right now now NOW.

In addition to work being Do All The Things, homelife is chaotic right now, too. The Stroppy One has a tight deadline, I have a tight self-imposed writing deadline for a project, and hey I probably should get around to writing another Gothic Charm School column, shouldn't I? In addition to wanting to find time to see my friends and family, get some exercise, and start trying to go to bed earlier.

Let me put it this way: I am having to work on reminding myself that pushing and guilting myself to Do All The Things is a quick ticket to exhaustion, CrazyTown, and finding deep emotional resonance and meaning in the lyrics of Pete Wentz*. Ahahahaha.

Anyway, here, have some Goth at the Office photos:

Behind the handy cut tag! )

... the idea of taking tonight off from my assorted responsibilities and projects sounds REALLY enticing. Hmmm.




*The new Fall Out Boy album is delightful, and I find a little too much fun in figuring out which lyrics are going to be rattling around in my head when I'm having a Bad Day.


I'm having Yet Another Stressful Day (I kind of want to go smite some people I work with). Stressful enough that my brain is saying things like "The lyrics of Pete Wentz are full of deep emotional truth and resonance!" I have learned, this is not a good sign. This is a sign of looming crazycakes.

"My mind is a safe, and if I keep it then we all get rich."
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