A Few Dilemmas in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

  • May 24, 2004, midnight
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I’m still feeling like I can’t quite keep my head above water. And now the sudden rush of men has me reeling a bit. I’m not quite so sure how I feel about all of it, and I’m sure I’m going to do something to screw things up (if I haven’t already), so why even put forth a ton of effort and energy into the man thing when I’ve got so much other stuff on my plate anyway? Though, the attention’s been a nice distraction from the work woes.

Tomorrow I go back to Dallas. Just for meetings. And that kind of sucks and makes me sad that I can’t see any of my old friends. I was hoping to at least see Lovely Leah for a few brief moments, but we have dinner with our customer and I don’t even know where that’s gonna be.

I’m bracing for tornados tonight and tomorrow morning. We fly out at 7:30am on the little, tiny corporate jet. I hope the storms have passed by then. Those pilots are sort of daredevils and they tend to fly through anything. I have work to do on the plane too, but I have trouble concentrating when there’s turbulence. I suppose I’ll deal with it if and when it happens. Why worry about it right now?

I’m more worried about what to pack. I swear, working for a company that is extremely casual in dress code makes it hard when I go back to these big corporate pow wows. What the hell am I going to wear?

Here’s another dilemma that I’m struggling with: I’ve been invited to a girls’ weekend with a few co-workers. It’s my counterpart’s 40th birthday, and I’m actually very flattered that she asked me to join them because she has a tendency to be extremely exclusive with her friendships. I would loooove to go, but we would be leaving on a Friday night after work and coming back to town on Sunday. The destination is a three-hour drive away. I’ll be flying in from Chicago on Friday afternoon, and I’ll be flying back to New York probably Sunday night. That leaves me no weekend free time to decompress. I so value my decompression time. And I know that the four of us would inevitably be constantly talking about work because that’s what we all have most in common.

What do I do? Do I say no and look like a selfish beeyotch, or do I say yes and endure a weekend that will be kind of uncomfortable and have to immediately turn around and spend another full week of days and nights with my co-workers (note: the NY trip is for customers and vendors and it is a weeklong meeting, dinner, and partyfest…ugh….yes, fun..but exhausting and many times annoying)?

Well, tornado sirens are going off, and looks like the big storm is on it’s way, so I’m going to sign off for now.


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