After a couple days working from home for various reasons and out on travel last week, I'm back in the office to find that not only are they still doing construction, but it's apparently RIGHT OVER MY FUCKING HEAD!!!
Seriously, I don't know what the hell they're building, but they really need to be done with it already. That, or my job needs to be a lot more lax on the telecommuting rules until this bullshit is finished. My entire team sits 3 hours away, and at this point, I pretty much need to talk to one person on a semi-regular basis. Given the option of driving 30 minutes every day to the flat out 'burbs, or working in a high-rise in a walkable area that also happens to be where I sleep, I'm with the latter for the moment.
I'll follow the rules again when they stop pounding the ceiling like a $4000 hooker, but for now, I want to work at home or a Starfuckers or something. Jeebus.
In other, completely annoying news. . . Tree Bukkake Season is officially on. I've spent the last few days wondering why my cold and/or strep throat won't go away, and then realized that morning and nighttime sore throat and sinus issues are related more to tree spooge than anything else. That, and when I got to work today, my newly washed blue car was covered in yellow powder, despite the fact that I park in a garage now.
Apparently the warm winter has caused nature to make the pollen facial action coincide with the daylight savings switch. Let's hope it ends quickly, because the last 30+ years of "The War on Drugs" has made it so that I can't even get real Sudafed anymore. Fuck you Nancy Reagan! If you hadn't cracked down on the good shit in the 80's, we wouldn't have meth heads to worry about!
So yeah, I'm not doing so hot today. On the flip side, rereading my last post, continued dieting, and general exhaustion from work has pretty much kept me off the booze, and will continue to until at least Saturday, if not longer. Tree jizz and construction around me make grueling work hard enough. I don't need any more trouble right now.
Arrrgh.
~EEE~
Seriously, I don't know what the hell they're building, but they really need to be done with it already. That, or my job needs to be a lot more lax on the telecommuting rules until this bullshit is finished. My entire team sits 3 hours away, and at this point, I pretty much need to talk to one person on a semi-regular basis. Given the option of driving 30 minutes every day to the flat out 'burbs, or working in a high-rise in a walkable area that also happens to be where I sleep, I'm with the latter for the moment.
I'll follow the rules again when they stop pounding the ceiling like a $4000 hooker, but for now, I want to work at home or a Starfuckers or something. Jeebus.
In other, completely annoying news. . . Tree Bukkake Season is officially on. I've spent the last few days wondering why my cold and/or strep throat won't go away, and then realized that morning and nighttime sore throat and sinus issues are related more to tree spooge than anything else. That, and when I got to work today, my newly washed blue car was covered in yellow powder, despite the fact that I park in a garage now.
Apparently the warm winter has caused nature to make the pollen facial action coincide with the daylight savings switch. Let's hope it ends quickly, because the last 30+ years of "The War on Drugs" has made it so that I can't even get real Sudafed anymore. Fuck you Nancy Reagan! If you hadn't cracked down on the good shit in the 80's, we wouldn't have meth heads to worry about!
So yeah, I'm not doing so hot today. On the flip side, rereading my last post, continued dieting, and general exhaustion from work has pretty much kept me off the booze, and will continue to until at least Saturday, if not longer. Tree jizz and construction around me make grueling work hard enough. I don't need any more trouble right now.
Arrrgh.
~EEE~
- Location:work
- Music:NPR, because at some point I got old
