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Hey, look what I stayed up and did tonight! And it's only 10 after
3 in the morning, which means at my current rate I only have, you
know, another 50 minutes or so before I actually start to fall asleep.
Sidenote: I'm working on Joel's birthday gift which includes a
story about an insomniac, so I'm just calling this research.
Some people hate redesigning. I've been feeling pretty visual lately,
plus it's, you know, like buying a notebook with a new cover. Except
that if you're me, what you actually do is buy the notebook, fill
up thirty pages, buy a new one and then find the old one a month
later so that you have ten or twelve half-full notebooks around
the house.
Do you like it? That's the actual color scheme of my bedroom you
know, except maybe heavier on the pink.
So, CineVegas this weekend. Rock it on.
Hitch
To get the move viewing started off right, we went to see "Hitch"
at the dollar theater this evening. Are you going to hate me if
I tell you that I LOVED "Hitch?" I mean, fair enough that
I could watch Will Smith eat chicken salad on film and still find
it captivating, but do you hate me for having LOVED
that movie? I mean, LOVED it.
Work
I have been the most awful person at my big client this week. This
is largely due to the fact that Amazing Ry is out of town so I had
double my work since there wasn't a direct assistant to offload
it to. Plus we have a huge product launch this week. That said,
this email was sent in reference to me by one of my "staffers"
this week:
Alright...there is the situation...Jocelyn yelled at me for about
an hour about not having the SBS header done with the email submission
box on it. Please get back to me on this ASAP and have it done.
I don't want to lose my job!
I mean, yelling? An hour? Upon reading this when it was shown to
me, I said, "Yelling is an exageration, and I assure you I
did not spend an hour of my day on it, but regardless, you'd be
pissy too if you were still waiting on that damn thing two weeks
later."
And then, this conversation:
Me
That is so ugly. Are we really going to launch with
that?
Him
Well, it was designed by...
Me
I know who it was designed by. That's the fucking
problem with him and his fucking design that I fucking consistently
hate. Fucking stupid spam fucking graphic. Fuck it.
Him
I mean, with the f-bomb already.
I just get worked up about stuff when I'm stressed,
and this launch has me stressed.
But really, the best work story of this week is this
IM conversation with shamus and me:
Me: Did you know that this week I had them
send a mass email out about betting on the Michael Jackson trail?
shamus: Please don't tell me more.
Me: Here's the test server link so that you
can look at it.
shamus: I'm not looking at it. I refuse to
participate.
Me: Look how creepy Michael looks in the email
header!
shamus: It was like a train wreck. I couldn't
not look. I think I hate you now.
Me: Here's the best thing. See that line of
text that reads "The end of the trial is sure to be a THRILLER?"
shamus: OhMyGod, I hate you so much right now.
Me: The original version of that email said,
"This is nothing to KID around with."
shamus: I have to go.
And so that's it. I'm going to go pretend to sleep
now.
Oh, Shadalan. You don't want to be like me. It's not
sexually liberated. It's needy.
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