Alive!

Too much to whine about, not enough ambition to write it down.

And I'm sick of complaining. I've totally turned into bitchy Betty lately. I guess I just have more time to think about things now, which in my case is quite possibly the most dangerous thing EVER.

So instead? I'm going to Vegas to get my hair done before I turn into the stereotype that I dread so much.

I also haven't had a drink since Sunday... and I have a bottle of Cristal sitting in my refrigerator.

That is discipline.

And We All Know that Rust Never Sleeps...

I'm feeling kind of rusty. The last three weeks have been a whirlwind and all of a sudden it's all come to an end and I have no idea what to think about that.

But I have my Master's degree. And the pictures to prove it! In two separate cameras...one of these days I'll get them posted. While many people I know never walked through a graduation after high school, it was very important to me to be at convocation. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that I spent two-and-a-half years alone in front of my laptop, and it was nice to be in the same room with at least 67 others who did the same.

The big presentation to our Korean client was a resounding success and that might make it worth all of the work...if we get the next phase of the project it will really be worth it.

But for now I'm completely worn out from the madness of the last five months. Sometimes I have no clue how I made it through, especially with everything that happened on the periphery of my life while I got out of school and did whatever had to be done to keep projects running at the office.

Now I sit and wonder about the next big thing. Then I ask myself, "What's WRONG with you?" Why I can't take a few months and just exist is beyond me...I worry about not using my degree to its fullest and I don't even have the actual piece of paper yet. I'm not even done, really. I still have to do a presentation on a project that I worked on during my last semester. A presentation that will hopefully bring me some exposure with the information community at large, and educators in particular.

Today, however, I'm going to leave it all behind and go rot in the desert for four days. Because I have nothing left to give.

Selah.

30 Hours and Counting...

...Until I can put that MLIS after my name.

Lest I forget...if you're going to be at convocation tomorrow and would like to tell me to quit my whining (because it's coming), here's what I look like:

I'll have less penis pop in my mouth.

In the meantime, my dog is incontinent from Prednisone and I started washing the bedding before 8am. A warning, my friends - steroids might make your dog pee. A lot. While its asleep in your bed.

It was a long sleepless night for everyone. But we have it figured out and disposed of the culprit - I'd much rather deal with a dog in a cone than worry about how much she's going to wet while I'm not looking. Thank god for Nature's Miracle...if you have a dog, don't be without it.

This was supposed to be a big party weekend full of fun and merriment. So far, I got out of work an hour late last night and I have to go in today to put together materials for my graphic designer since the book on which we're working has to be finished by tomorrow night and I'll be GOD DAMNED if I'm working on my graduation day.

And my dog peed the bed three times last night. So hey! Come on over! We'll wash the dog and replace European Town elevations for the third time. The fun never stops.

*Sigh*

I should be drinking mimosas and lounging on my outdoor sofa...instead I'll be doing laundry and sitting in my office to celebrate the culmination of two and a half years of work. I cannot begin to express how glad I am that my entire family (and I mean ENTIRE - in-laws included) did not come out for graduation, because I am in the worst mood EVER. It's bad enough that I have to scrub my toilet in case my sister comes over tomorrow.

All I know is that when I am done with work today, I am off the clock until Monday morning. I'm not going to book-end (I'm so witty) the biggest event of my life by sitting at my desk sending drawings.

Take that.

Saturday! Saturday!

I always think about how it's a good thing no one reads my blog, especially since I haven't posted in almost two weeks. And while I'd love to describe exciting tales of wild days and nights, it would all be a fiction.

Because I? Am in theme park purgatory. Even my Google chat status says so. In the last two weeks I've become responsible for producing both an electronic version as well as facilitating the production of the hard copy version of a 100% concept presentation for a client in Korea.

So there. Top that for excitement, party people! Nothing is better than working 10-hour days on three different things, getting nowhere fast as everyone keeps changing what was supposed to be done, and realizing that the deadline for upload is 5pm on Monday.

I dream of the day when we have a client in the same time zone.

I did get a substantial raise, however, so I just put my head down and keep working. Mostly... just don't tell me the drawings that I've changed the title blocks on have been revised, or I will sprout horns and spit fire at you. I'm impressing my cubicle mate with my mastery of profanity...she was shocked to hear "cock punch" come out of my mouth.

She's new here.

Oh yeah - I'm in the office this morning working for my other boss. The one who keeps me in shoes. I know! You want my life.


I graduate in eight days. Eyes on the prize, folks.