||[Feb. 8th, 2006|02:06 pm]
Dudes, T-Rex came in beta!!
In other news,
We will return to our regularly scheduled posting...someday. Really. It can't stay this insane.
I've never really gotten over my dinosaur obsession from when I was a (relatively) normal four year old boy.
T Rex open beta lol.
I was thinking of you today. Hope the insanity is soon over! :)
The light at the end of any tunnel is blowin' steam and rollin' on steel wheels. Seriously. I just dug myself out from two large projects at work with the thought that I could finally get back to an interesting-but-not-pressing one, and three more rolled in. It's better than not having work, but it's cuh-RAZY!
The first thing the Rex picture made me think of was the raptors in Jurassic Park III. It looks *just* like them, except the crest is wider.
I keep hoping that, when the stress gets that bad, it will make my head actually explode, versus just feeling like it's going to. Tomorrow, we have the first of six major meetings which will all involve many powerpoint slides both classified and unclassified, and also involve much badgering and cajoling of other people in other companies for data. Whether they have it to give us or not.
Which makes them very cranky and passive-aggressive since we typically call them daily to ping them for updates, which they obviously also cannot give us. I hate badgering people in an unrealistic way, and I hate to do things like cc our big bosses on my requests. We definitely get better responses that way, but we also get much more of the hostility and balkiness in other ways.
This is all very lengthy backstory for the fact that, for the next two and a half months, my boss and I are going to be at each other's throats as well as antagonizing the people we depend on for information. (When I say "at each other's throats" I really mean that he's going to be jumping down mine because he is anxious and frustrated, and I will be trying very hard to stifle the urge to start shrieking and hitting just to get a little breathing room.)
It also means that I am going to have trouble picking up my son on certain days, and will need to depend on the ex, who will make me pay for it sooner and/or later. I also am currently car-less, which limits how flexible and responsive I can be, and is surprisingly expensive since I have not been able to avoid taking the occasional cab. This is screwing my budgeting all to hell, which really is the thing that stresses me out more than any other.
Therefore I heartily echo your "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Wow, you definitely deserve to share in the screaming! I hope for your sake it goes smoother than this!