Sigh. So very, very tired.
Aug. 29th, 2006 09:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shipperxI hate this building. I hate this building. I hate this building. Part Two.
It's the building that will. not. end. At work I've compared it to a mountain made of sand. You're trying to climb to the top, but it's impossible to find a firm foothold. It seems as though there's little or no progress, and you keep sliding back down.
We're supposed to finish this week (or, dear GOD, let us finish this week), but it seems like such an impossible ambition right now. Sigh.
And...I slept through my alarm this morning. I woke up twenty minutes after I was supposed to be at work, so the day started off on the wrong foot (though I did work until 7:30pm last night so I wasn't feeling terribly guilty). Then, this afternoon, one of the draftspeople was fired. I don't know exactly what happened, though I suspect it has to do with whatever reason his internet wouldn't work this morning, but I'm feeling all weird about it because he's someone that was from my old firm who both myself and Peter vouched for. So in some weird way, I feel that his firing reflects on me in some amorphous way. And I feel sorry for the guy because he has worked two jobs. . . and I still don't know exactly what happened. Actually, I don't really want to know. It's probably better to stay in blissful ignorance. But it's terribly sad. And, what's more, the timing of it sucks. We have this huge ass project that feels impossible to finish and one of our drafts people is on vacation and now a second has been fired. Sigh.
So... I worked until 8pm tonight (and through lunch, but I've been working through lunch for most of the last month, so I barely count that). And, have I mentioned that I've reached the point where I HATE THIS BUILDING!
On a slightly brighter note, one of the advantages to drawing for a living is that, around the office, people frequently listen to books on CD/Mp3 while working (especially in heads down DRRRAAAAWWWWWWWWW!!!!! mode). I've discovered audible.com which has downloadable audio books (and they download pretty damn fast). You can burn them to CDs, stream them off the internet, or copy them into a mp3 player.
Anyway, I've just finished listening to the unabridged version of Neil Gaiman's Anansi Boys, which was pretty darn enjoyable. As always audible books depend on the reader, and the British actor who did the reading was excellent. I'm not sure how I would have reacted on reading the book, but listening to it made the book's excusions into the occasional African folktale interesting rather than simply interrupting the story. I suspect that when reading, that may not be the case. Anyway, I enjoyed the book. It's amusing and fantastical somehow reminding me in some ways of Hitchiker's Guide, Dresden Files, and... er... Br'er Rabbit (which I suspect may actually be an 'Anansi' story.)
Oh, and I read that BAPS is closing its doors. I suspected it was coming. Alane has sort of wanted to close it for a while. Still, it makes me wistful. This makes two (completely different and unrelated) old fandom haunts of mine that have folded their tents. I may not have much time for fandom at the moment, but I really miss the days when it was full of zest and life. I'm not sure whether I want a new fandom or not. Nothing has caught my fancy, and it's rather nice to be a casual fan who doesn't ship anyone and who can take or leave any show. On the other hand, fandom in full swing is fun and I sort of miss it.
Not that the Spike fandom is fading away. It certainly exists here on LJ in many varied forms. And I haven't posted on BAPS much in a while. I can totally understand Alane's wish to move along. But it's sad to see it go.
It's the building that will. not. end. At work I've compared it to a mountain made of sand. You're trying to climb to the top, but it's impossible to find a firm foothold. It seems as though there's little or no progress, and you keep sliding back down.
We're supposed to finish this week (or, dear GOD, let us finish this week), but it seems like such an impossible ambition right now. Sigh.
And...I slept through my alarm this morning. I woke up twenty minutes after I was supposed to be at work, so the day started off on the wrong foot (though I did work until 7:30pm last night so I wasn't feeling terribly guilty). Then, this afternoon, one of the draftspeople was fired. I don't know exactly what happened, though I suspect it has to do with whatever reason his internet wouldn't work this morning, but I'm feeling all weird about it because he's someone that was from my old firm who both myself and Peter vouched for. So in some weird way, I feel that his firing reflects on me in some amorphous way. And I feel sorry for the guy because he has worked two jobs. . . and I still don't know exactly what happened. Actually, I don't really want to know. It's probably better to stay in blissful ignorance. But it's terribly sad. And, what's more, the timing of it sucks. We have this huge ass project that feels impossible to finish and one of our drafts people is on vacation and now a second has been fired. Sigh.
So... I worked until 8pm tonight (and through lunch, but I've been working through lunch for most of the last month, so I barely count that). And, have I mentioned that I've reached the point where I HATE THIS BUILDING!
On a slightly brighter note, one of the advantages to drawing for a living is that, around the office, people frequently listen to books on CD/Mp3 while working (especially in heads down DRRRAAAAWWWWWWWWW!!!!! mode). I've discovered audible.com which has downloadable audio books (and they download pretty damn fast). You can burn them to CDs, stream them off the internet, or copy them into a mp3 player.
Anyway, I've just finished listening to the unabridged version of Neil Gaiman's Anansi Boys, which was pretty darn enjoyable. As always audible books depend on the reader, and the British actor who did the reading was excellent. I'm not sure how I would have reacted on reading the book, but listening to it made the book's excusions into the occasional African folktale interesting rather than simply interrupting the story. I suspect that when reading, that may not be the case. Anyway, I enjoyed the book. It's amusing and fantastical somehow reminding me in some ways of Hitchiker's Guide, Dresden Files, and... er... Br'er Rabbit (which I suspect may actually be an 'Anansi' story.)
Oh, and I read that BAPS is closing its doors. I suspected it was coming. Alane has sort of wanted to close it for a while. Still, it makes me wistful. This makes two (completely different and unrelated) old fandom haunts of mine that have folded their tents. I may not have much time for fandom at the moment, but I really miss the days when it was full of zest and life. I'm not sure whether I want a new fandom or not. Nothing has caught my fancy, and it's rather nice to be a casual fan who doesn't ship anyone and who can take or leave any show. On the other hand, fandom in full swing is fun and I sort of miss it.
Not that the Spike fandom is fading away. It certainly exists here on LJ in many varied forms. And I haven't posted on BAPS much in a while. I can totally understand Alane's wish to move along. But it's sad to see it go.
