April 16, 2006
Angels on Wires From a Pregnant Sky
I've been busy. So busy that a half month has gone by and I still feel as though I just got off break. There's been a whole flurry of old friends, homework, hanging out, headaches, new friends, food, kung fu, projects, lion dance, and miscellaneous other sorts of mischief. I'm becoming increasingly overwhelmed by the enormity of what is to happen in a mere two months, and furthermore fearful of what is to come afterwards.
I did not get the NEC position, which came as no big surprise; I am irritated that they left me hanging for a month and a half and after I called them twice or more about what was happening, they finally dropped the crap on me in an e-mail.
I feel bad as my recent busy-ness has definitely hosed the amount of time I've been spending with friends. This is largely my own fault, and makes me feel especially bad since I was doing more of the same last quarter when I retreated into the engineering building to live for a while. I hope the next weeks will see me still staying on top of my stuff, but managing to kick back a bit more often.
It is indeed Easter today, and I really had no idea until the dudes at Wells Fargo were trying to get me to take some of the chocolate eggs they'd laid out for the customers. I don't know what I am going to do, as my family doesn't tend to celebrate this sort of thing. In all likelihood, Easter is going to pass as just another day, which really doesn't bother me much at all.
Besides all of that, there's a lot I want to say but I don't quite know how to say it. I've been more than a bit tongue-tied as of late, for whatever reason.
The next week is going to be hellish I think, as I have three separate threads of my loom that are going to be peaking this Saturday; a lot of preparation for each is needed and I don't feel quite on top of any of them.
Performance anxiety is a bitch.
I did not get the NEC position, which came as no big surprise; I am irritated that they left me hanging for a month and a half and after I called them twice or more about what was happening, they finally dropped the crap on me in an e-mail.
I feel bad as my recent busy-ness has definitely hosed the amount of time I've been spending with friends. This is largely my own fault, and makes me feel especially bad since I was doing more of the same last quarter when I retreated into the engineering building to live for a while. I hope the next weeks will see me still staying on top of my stuff, but managing to kick back a bit more often.
It is indeed Easter today, and I really had no idea until the dudes at Wells Fargo were trying to get me to take some of the chocolate eggs they'd laid out for the customers. I don't know what I am going to do, as my family doesn't tend to celebrate this sort of thing. In all likelihood, Easter is going to pass as just another day, which really doesn't bother me much at all.
Besides all of that, there's a lot I want to say but I don't quite know how to say it. I've been more than a bit tongue-tied as of late, for whatever reason.
The next week is going to be hellish I think, as I have three separate threads of my loom that are going to be peaking this Saturday; a lot of preparation for each is needed and I don't feel quite on top of any of them.
Performance anxiety is a bitch.
