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hawk's impersonation of a hummingbird

I have been more than a bit distracted lately. Unfocused is probably a better term. I feel like I have
a lot going on, but I look back, and realize that there isn't all that much. Just my normal life... and
of course, male distraction.

I have been likened to a humming bird. Between new schedules, new city, new job, getting things done
to go into management, new abode, new requirements, lack of routine, aggravation with computer
(again, normal life) I have just been hovering about from task to task as one of them starts to yell
louder than ther other. It is like trying to pacify quintuplets with ear infections.

The thumb is healing nicely, hardly looks like the bleeder that it was. I expected much worse than
this clean-almost-papercut-looking scab. Although, the feeling in it is right on par with other deep
cuts that I've had.

I am racking up the kiss ass points at work. They don't just love me now, they adore me. I really
just want to get into management, and I'm not kissing ass per se (totally not my style) but, I don't
hesitate to help whenever there's a problem. I pick up an hour here or there, do something that
someone else may not want to do.

Mgr#1, I have been a smart ass to since day one. He was a smart ass to me, and it turns out, that
he likes that in a person. Someone who doesn't take it personal when he applies pressure.
Co Mgr (#2) Totally hot. Totally wants me. Scarey thing is.... it's true. A co-worker divulged the
goods when I caught the last line of conversation and thought for sure that I heard my name being
mentioned. I was just in disbelief.
Mgr #3 He is... well, I call him molasses. Slow, but knows how to do everything. Doesn't really know
how to delegate, or move people around, or tell people to help. V. annoying.
Mg#4 He and I compete.
Mgr#5 I'm not sure what to think of her, I've not worked much with her, but I do notice that they tend
to throw her into situations, and I am hoping that I do not end up as Mgr # 6, getting thrown into
those situations too.

This weekend is the wedding (whoopee! I am so mf stoked, you just don't know) I anticipate arriving in MI
on the doorstep of one Bitka's abode, around 11 pm. I think that there is just enough space in the top
of the bridesmaid's dress to shove tissues for crying, because i sure don't need the stuffing.

Mike came over on Sunday, we played hookie. He took me to a restaurant an hour and a half away that
prides itself on being organic/vegetarian/vegan. They had tofu on the salad bar, and I knew I was in
heaven. We had a vegan/vegetarian pizza (he wouldn't even get cheese on his side) And just shared
the pizza, had a salad, and some rootbeer. Then he drove me around to show me places that he grew up,
and took me to the park so that we could walk along the creekside to a special place he would go to.
When we go back again, I hope that there is more daylight. I did not get a great look at it, but what I did
see of it, was absolutely wonderful. Then he took me home, and we stayed up and talked for a few hours.
It was a perfect day.

Not to say that the euphoria has dimmed, because it hasn't, but the earaching quintuplets are all
screaming at me, and i must refocus. I am scatterebrained as it is, and if I don't have a game plan,
I'm pretty screwed. So, when I return home on Sunday, I will have to lay out the next few weeks and just
push myself back into a routine again. Throw into all of this the need to up my work out because emmm,
well lets just say February is a highly anticipated month, and until all the wee dominoes line up and fall into
place, working out and chocolate are about the best means of satisfaction that I am going to have.

Well, I have to get into bed and get some sleep, I have a lot to do tomorrow after my 10 hour work day to get
ready for the weekend.

x

Posted by hawkie at October 12, 2004 11:15 PM