Currently rocking out to loud faves. Finished the wine. Still furious. Trying to dance it off.
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Currently rocking out to loud faves. Finished the wine. Still furious. Trying to dance it off.
Today's embarrassment is realizing my audiobook app never stopped playing even after I pulled my headphones out of my phone, announcing to the world (and my coworkers) that Anita was about to feed the ardeur again.
Multiple things happened today that have me reeling. I can't talk about it, because it's all work-related, but even if I could I can't find the words. Eli's coming. (A Sports Night reference. Look it up.)
Going in to work. I don’t want to, but between new deadlines and the time I’m taking off next week… it must be done.
At least I can watch a couple SNS’s without headphones, if no one’s in my bullpen.
And I might get Gabriel the Cinnamon Bun rigged if I finish the other assets early enough. *fings crossed*
This morning, a coworker asked me “what’s one good thing that you’ve done this week?” and I almost said “well, i’m still alive.”
Probably a little too heavy for hump day morning elevator ride conversation.
My contract’s up in a little over a month. Nothing new is on the horizon, as far as I know. So, they could just be letting me go. Or, they could come back after a hiatus and say there’s work.
I’ve been in this position before. You’d think it would be less terrifying. But, it’s not.
Today’s listening...
External Me: Let’s see if I get another round of crotch blendshape fixes by Friday. Co-Worker: Endless crotch fixes. External Me: Just what I always wanted. Co-Worker: Haaaa. You’ll be the Crotch Master. External Me: Perfect. I always wondered what my superhero name would be. Co-Worker: CROTCH MASTER STRIKES AT LOINS OF CRIME External Me: CROTCH MASTER SAVES FAMILY JEWELS Co-Worker: It just gets better and better lmao Internal Me: And in the tv show or origin story movie, it will be extra funny because the Crotch Master's secret identity will be an ace spec character.