Office Entry in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

I think I’ll list a few tidbits throughout the day just to keep myself sane.

Yesterday’s “special project” was interesting. We started the day with a martial arts lesson, which I really got into. Maybe it’s because I really like my kickboxing class. But this was more. It was the real deal. Don’t ask me which discipline, because I can’t remember (some long Japanese name or something). It was great to just focus on something other than work for a morning, and it was fun to watch my co-workers doing it too. AND it was a really good workout! Oh…and I almost forgot to mention…the instructor was H.O.T.

But after that came the assignment. I won’t go into detail here. Basically, it’s a 12-week project/contest. We’ve split into teams and have all of this EXTRA work piled on top of our jobs. It’s in a fun format, which is great…but I just about SNAPPED when I figured out what all is going to be involved. You thought I was overwhelmed with work before? Let’s see what happens in the next twelve weeks. I will say one thing: I need to figure out some way to keep myself sane or I’m going to implode and then shut down completely. And smoking and drinking aren’t cutting it.

Ugh. So I started this entry this morning around 8am. It’s now 5:33pm and I just now had a chance to get back to my desk! I’m not complaining. This shit is keeping me on my toes. But I feel like I do need a break in there sometime. A lunch break would be nice. So I’m taking my break right now. I’m going to finish this entry up, drink some coffee, and keep working. Then…I think I really do deserve a glass of wine. I’m drooling over the thought of a nice Shiraz right now. One glass, maybe two. But that’s all. Oh and a nice cigarette. Just one, maybe two. But that’s all…I swear.

I bought these little puppies online and had them sent to work since I can’t get boxes delivered to my little apartment mailbox. Um. I thought that they would put them in an unmarked box with an unidentifiable label on them or something. Not like it’s a really big deal, but I didn’t necessarily want people to know that I’m ordering pretty personal stuff online and having it sent to my office. So they came this afternoon while I was really busy, and this guy comes up to me and says, “Hey, they accidentally delivered your bras to my mailbox.” I was all…huh? Because I’d forgotten about them. And then I remembered! So I walked over to the mail cubbies and yep…there they were in all their glory! Two boxes clearly marked, “Natural Bra.” Nice. I’m excited though, because they came before my Miami trip! Cleavage City, here I come!

Making coffee now.

Got an interesting e-mail from my old pal KA today. That’s right. The one who I thought might stalk me, but instead did completely the opposite by running off to New York to be with some chick. Yeah. So he sent a bizarre note as if he was still living in town and wanted to see me or something. Something smells fishy around here. I haven’t answered.

And I’m still assuming that Aaron has died.

And there was an amazingly handsome guy in Starbucks this morning, so I plopped myself down in the chair right next to him. He was very, very quiet. And then his friends showed up and all hell broke loose. Had a nice little chat and then we all had to leave at the same time. Sam stood up and smiled the cutest, dimple-cheeked smile at me…and I melted like the snow on the sidewalk. His friends said that they are there every day and that I should show up more often (I rarely go there). I think I’ll give it a week and then try it again!

That’s all I got. Sad, eh?

So I guess I should get back to work. Julie 5 (my neighbor on the 5th floor) just called to ask me to go to some cocktail party with her tonight, but I told her I couldn’t go because I had too much work to do. I think I’ll try to bust ass until around 9 and then go to our little neighborhood wine bar.

[Parliament], wanna join me?