A Black Feather, A poison pen... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- monkeys, typewrites, etc. The biggest and most terrifying part of the "big task" here in the office is finished and out of the way, but i am nowhere near out of the woods. The Grey lady and i had to fight tooth-and-nail with the people in charge of this mess to get the last of the bits and pieces we needed to get this rolling,i stopped only long enough to make ky sandwich for lunch and ate it while i worked. and i am just now tidying up my desk to shut down and go home, doing the math it means that i actually put in something like an hour and a half worth of overtime to appease the same bunch of people who normally have screaming fits about the notion of working after hours for fear that someone will sue. fuck that, my biggest concerns are A) that i be allowed to finish what i'm doing with as few loose ends as possible the next day and B) that the extra hours i have put in be taken into consideration when i am running late in the mornings (although it has been well over a year since the last time i was ever taken to task for being late - which in my guess means i must be doing at least something right) anyway, it's getting late over here and i don't feel like walking home tonight so i must hang out and catch the bus more later 6:31 p.m. - 2002-12-09 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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