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Monday, July 26, 2004 Working The new girl started today. Her name is Kate and I've decided that I have no opinion yet. How could I? I think I said a total of 14 words to her over the course of 7 hours, so it couldn't possibly be fair to have made up my mind one way or another. I do find it oddly disturbing that someone else is in that office. Great, just when I was starting to get used to surfing the web with impunity, now I'm back to feeling like there's someone watching me. Plus, Judi now occupies Steve's old office making us all one cozy little production department. There's tons of boxes, books, folders and papers spread out around the department making the whole place a huge, congested mess as they move the office contents about. The chaos was working on me today. I found a billion reasons to be distracted and took forever completing the project I was working on. I did manage to get through yet another Lovecraft story at lunch plus make it around the building three times in 20 mins. Not bad. So, while it seems to have taken me five months to read The Whisper in the Darkness I burned through The Dreams in the Witch-House and Pickman's Model in a week. Which really breaks down into a fractured series of lunches and not actual days. The finish work on the house is starting to bug me. It's that last mile that sucks and I find so hard to overcome. I can't seem to get it in gear and just finish whatever has to be done. So, somehow I manage to put it off and it burns another day. But damnit if Tine does actually get me to do something despite myself. I got the crib taken apart for now. Hopefully, the next time I'm putting it back together it will be for grandchildren to sleep in. Let us pray that there is a good 10+ years before I put it back together, shall we? I also got my great-grandmother's sewing table downstairs where Tine hopes to actually do some sewing. That would be groovy, considering I bought her a sewing machine at least two years ago (could be three at this point). It's been in the attic all this time, still in the box. Poor Tine. She needs a hobby (unless you count cleaning dishes... kidding, kidding). I want to start working on something myself and I just need to get a little more done and I can turn my attention towards it. I'm starting to get the sinking feeling that if I don't do something soon, it will pass and I will regret it. I'm sure I'll only churn out junk that nobody in their right mind would consider worthwhile. But I feel like I have to try and do something, even just so I know, really know it's crap. I think if I can just get the house in order, then I can really devote time towards working out some of the ideas I have floating around in my brain. Unless, of course, the boy has anything to say about it. :P posted by Evil Wayne | 10:08 PM 0 comments 0 Comments: |
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