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03 July 2006
Who else has to work today? Besides me, of course. My train was EMPTY this morning.
I was meant to be at work today because it's not a holiday in England but after my nightmare drive home last night (2-hour journey turned into 6 hours) I took a day's holiday today.
I've spent most of the day indoors with the fan on. It's far too hot to be outside.
I did the sensible thing and took the day off. My new kidneys are due in from Bangalore at three, and I have a party I have to make later on. Wish me luck?
I'm here. Fiscal year starts July 1. Local governments panic. Solution? Call me and scream "OH MY GOD WE FORGOT TO BIND INSURANCE COVERAGE FOR 06-07!!!" Actually, that mostly happened Friday. I still have a lot of paperwork to slog through.
* load out lightshow equipment from the Purple Church
* buy swimsuit for GF and try to convince her to wear it (so we can swim in public places.) This is likely a fool's errand and no doubt will lead to some sort of interesting situation, not necessarily a good one. But one must try.
Feel free to offer advice on the question of "What does one do when a GF insists on swimming nude?"
I just did my work for the day, recording some audio commentary via phone for an upcoming (like in 6 weeks) MSNBC.com feature. If this works out, in time (like a year or two) I might work my way up to doing Olbermann's show on the TV channel. Yeah, sure. I'll be their resident expert on cartoon characters.
Those shitfucker bosses of mine made me come in, because it's month-end and quarter-end, and so I hit my desk to find out that I'm training someone new to do my daily work. During month-end and quarter-end, the busiest times of the year. What shithead makes these decisions? (Actually, I know who, and I know they're going to hell, so it's all just fine).
Anyway, it's been hectic to say the least here. They want me here tomorrow, but they can blow it out their ass. Buncha fucking pricks.
Followup: pink bathing suit accepted with thanks. Some concern that it might be too small (unlikely, but the concern was expressed.) Thank god it wasn't too big.
The suit was in the window of a thrift store run by some very nice little old ladies. When I got the suit, the LOL put the flower lei that was hung with it in the display in the bag, too. And then she winked at me and grinned. Like I said, very nice little old ladies.
Jon, the issue wasn't getting naked, the issue was not getting naked so she would go swimming with her friends.
I worked today (and I worked all weekend). I was supposed to receive the final draft of the director's foreword to drop into a book that's going to press in Hong Kong in LESS THAN A WEEK. Never arrived. So I have to be able to check my email all day tomorrow so that I can edit it and send it to our designer (in Belgium) ASAP. And people wonder why the hell we have DEADLINES in publishing.