Sounds like somebody needs a martini. If you lived in Vancouver, I'd take you for a martini. It's true.

Can you come down to Portland and take me out for a martini? Pleeeease? I'll be your best friend!

(that's not to say I'd mistake you for a martini, unless you were sucking on an olive and standing a ways off then, well, maybe.)

boy, watching mecha load pages is painful. wonder if it's going to die again.

Aw, I'd love to come but by the time I got down there it'd almost be tomorrow. You could always pick up martini fixin's and make your own at home and swank about being elegant n' stuff.

I'm getting a migraine. Waaaah.

My tailbone hurts.

Boy, could I have a moan about this last week. It hasn't been a fun week. I'll skip all the personal stuff because that's private and serious and upsetting and I'll just say ... I'm sick to death of being micromanaged on trivial shit that makes no difference to anything. And even though you'd deny it if asked, I know the only reason you ask me to make those tiny little changes is so that you can feel important. "Make it Blue not Green". "Stock Locn" instead of "Eng. Locn". W.T.F.

What pisses me off is that when it comes to pushing the important stuff forward, the stuff I need help on, you just shrug, look angry and avoid talking about it.

Me: What about XYZ. I'm really not sure about how we can handle it.
You: Cups have handles. Let's talk about cups for a while.

Oh, and that big urgent project that I needed to get started on last week. I know you're going to procrastinate your bit away and expect me to churn out all the development for it in a constantly interrupted 5 hour block the day before it gets presented to the customer. That isn't my fault, and it's only because I'm as good as I am that we've managed to get away with you doing it for as long as we have.

Absolutely nothing has gone right for me today. I'd even wager to say that today was the crappiest day that I've had in a long time, and tomorrow looks to be more of the same. Hell, even UPS decided to make it worse by not delivering my package today that I've been looking forward to. I really want to go out and drink so much that I wake up in the ER, but I won't because I have to be all responsible and shit. But really, fuck today. It sucked and I hope it gets hit by a truck.

Specklet, I hope youre either in a bar kicking off and playing some pool, or relaxing in that great chair of yours. Come back to the issue with your friends after a kip.

And without trying to derail your thread: Seanyboy, having suffered under the micro-management of a guy from Yorkshire I can certainly sympathise particularly cos your boss and him seem like the same bloke. We were seriously at odds with each other. He doesn't like my nonchalance apparently. Pah! With good fortune he promoted a middle-manager who just lets me get on with things, and if i produce them on time and to spec, won't complain; will even praise. I hope you're as lucky, my friend.

what I want to see is a wining thread

Okay, I've got a whine. How many folks like it when the doctors say "We can't find anything to explain why you feel so crappy, YOU'RE HEALTHIER THAN YOU FEEL!" I should be ultra-relieved; I survived Congestive Heart Failure 3.6 years ago and a half-dozen times since I've felt like it was coming back so the doctors hooked me up to the EKG and the SQL or whatever and told me my heart's doing pretty damn well for somebody my age and my weight who's had CHF. I guess I just shouldn't listen to my body... after all, it was the one who told me I liked Tommy's Original Chiliburgers.

It's 3am and I just got home from work. I'm not lying when I say I am doing my job and the jobs of 5 other people who are not here this week due to various levels of suckiness.

*cries*

And that's just my work life, not my personal hell.

it's sunny out and I want to go play outside! instead I'm stuck here at work in the office that gets no sunshine.

waah.