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threadwalker) wrote2008-01-08 08:49 am
threadwalker) wrote2008-01-08 08:49 am
I am so scattered with personal wish fullfillments
I have this growing ball of energy inside me that is preventing me from calming down and working. I feel like I've got a gazillion impulses whipping through me at one time. I think I used to be like this all the time. Right now I want...
to do cool, insanely hard projects at work that require me to research international regs and develop our position RIGHT NOW (but that's not my job right now... :-(
and I want to defend those anti-traditional positions to Wolfy, who is apparently relocating here much to the dismay of many (but to my delight)
and I want to go home and snuggle with my kids.. right NOW
and I want retreat into the Corbie Cave and work on my tweaks to the petticoat/kirtle and dig into the blue florentine that didn't get finished... right NOW
and I want pull out the Opus, which is sitting 3 ft from me. I'm a couple of hours away from being done with the silk ... right NOW
and I want to cook something chickeny.. right NOW
and I want to call all my students and tell them to drop everything because I have a costuming whim and they must come over right NOW (as soon as I get home and turn on heater) to be my guinea pigs for something they've never expressed any interest in... ASAP
I may self-combust right NOW. I haven't had caffeine yet but I did get 8 hrs of sleep. I wonder if that's it. I need to knock that off and get back to my slightly tired and calmer self. This sleeping thing is going to kill me if it means I've got so much energy that I'm driving myself insane. This is often the "zone" I'm in when I leap up and say, 'Hell yeah, let's autocrat something BIG.' Which would NOT be the path of sanity.
hrj, if you see me today, all I can say is that I'm on overdrive, I will probably talk so fast you'll only pick up every 3rd word and I'm sorry. I'm sooooo sorry. I can't even promise a sugar or caffeine crash because I've got none in my system.
The worst impulse is the embroidery, which is sitting next to my desk. I must resist the shiny silk and do the job they pay me to do. And read boring test results and scan reams of alarm lists for possible issues. Maybe I should take a walk and go harrass our QC manager, who owes me reams of QC data that I need to scan for possible issues. At least that has the potential to be entertaining because he's smart, funny and, being as he's new to his role, he's discovering all the joys of working with some of the ... errr... more colorful personalities in our group. I always die laughing when he shares his revelations because I've already been there.
to do cool, insanely hard projects at work that require me to research international regs and develop our position RIGHT NOW (but that's not my job right now... :-(
and I want to defend those anti-traditional positions to Wolfy, who is apparently relocating here much to the dismay of many (but to my delight)
and I want to go home and snuggle with my kids.. right NOW
and I want retreat into the Corbie Cave and work on my tweaks to the petticoat/kirtle and dig into the blue florentine that didn't get finished... right NOW
and I want pull out the Opus, which is sitting 3 ft from me. I'm a couple of hours away from being done with the silk ... right NOW
and I want to cook something chickeny.. right NOW
and I want to call all my students and tell them to drop everything because I have a costuming whim and they must come over right NOW (as soon as I get home and turn on heater) to be my guinea pigs for something they've never expressed any interest in... ASAP
I may self-combust right NOW. I haven't had caffeine yet but I did get 8 hrs of sleep. I wonder if that's it. I need to knock that off and get back to my slightly tired and calmer self. This sleeping thing is going to kill me if it means I've got so much energy that I'm driving myself insane. This is often the "zone" I'm in when I leap up and say, 'Hell yeah, let's autocrat something BIG.' Which would NOT be the path of sanity.
hrj, if you see me today, all I can say is that I'm on overdrive, I will probably talk so fast you'll only pick up every 3rd word and I'm sorry. I'm sooooo sorry. I can't even promise a sugar or caffeine crash because I've got none in my system.The worst impulse is the embroidery, which is sitting next to my desk. I must resist the shiny silk and do the job they pay me to do. And read boring test results and scan reams of alarm lists for possible issues. Maybe I should take a walk and go harrass our QC manager, who owes me reams of QC data that I need to scan for possible issues. At least that has the potential to be entertaining because he's smart, funny and, being as he's new to his role, he's discovering all the joys of working with some of the ... errr... more colorful personalities in our group. I always die laughing when he shares his revelations because I've already been there.
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