Monday, September 24, 2007

Blogging for Grades!

That's like Bowling for Dollars but not as much fun. Actually, I really like to blog so this week's assignments have been the least painful of all. Much less painful than archival collection development policies. Important? Yes. Interesting? Not so much...except for the part where Harvard says it won't accept blank stationery or office supplies.

That was the highlight of that lesson.

And somehow? I seem to be caught up at work. Okay, not really - I have a lot of archiving and crap to do, but right now I'm at a standstill until I have some space to do so. For today, I'm stuck answering the phone because the receptionist is "out sick" again.

You sense my skepticism.

Suffice it to say that when the boss asks you if you think something is going on with her, there might be some cause for concern. Concern that includes the "oh shit" moment you realize might be coming - the moment where you're back to doing it all again.


For today, I'm going to revel in the fact that I'm totally acing Electronic Communication and Archives right now. And I'm doing it all even though I don't have time to do homework in the office anymore. I rock my own socks.

And I got mentioned three times in the boss's speech at the five-year anniversary party the other night. So I rock other people's socks, too.

It all seems too easy. I feel like I'm missing something.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007


That's all.

Except for this...this morning I submitted my graduate candidacy form.


I'm really going to get a degree.

But only if I finish my homework.

Monday, September 10, 2007


My husband is assembling this in my backyard.

Beach not included.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

And Tonight?

I'm outside in a long sleeve shirt.

That is the end of the weather talk.

In other news, my 'l' key is sticking.

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

And Then? I Melted.

Actually, I'm sitting at my desk in a sweater. Because it's cold here under the vent, even if it is 1,000 degrees outside. Oh sorry, 92. Which, if you've been in Southern California for the last week, is pleasant. Summer weather like this is the one thing I truly can't stand about living in LA. I swear my flip flops were melting into the pavement over the weekend. Someone in my office likened it to a frigid January day on the East Coast - everything is closed up tight, you run from one place to another as fast as you can, and instead of cranking the A/C, it's heat.

Somehow I wish that were the case. I'd rather be freezing.

I'm also working on the starvation diet, evidently, as I missed lunch once again and will be thoroughly chastised about it this evening so maybe I'll conveniently forget to mention it. I'm ready to scrounge through what's left of the bagels from this morning's staff meeting, and that's pathetic because I don't even eat bread that isn't hot and covered in butter. (We have no microwave nor toaster right now)

Obviously, writing a paper about the Chowhound discussion board is not helping. Not that I'm doing that, because I have to actually WORK around here, although I seem to be caught in a holding pattern because everyone I have to speak with is otherwise occupied. So here I am with half written statements of work and part of a document naming system and a masterplan matrix that I have to starting pulling documents for but need to sit with someone before I can start.

I need a sandwich.