Recently in work Category

So here's a bit of what I was working on. My sketchbook is a mess. It would probably mean nothing to another designer. But I just get enough down so I can remember what I was thinking. That way I can get the idea out of my head and make room for something else.

When I started as a designer, I thought sketching was mostly a waste of time. I felt that it was much easier to modify your art on screen, so why would you waste time with a pencil. And I even had a coworker bitch me out for asking the boss for a sketchbook, because I could 'just sketch on the back of user copier paper'.

Now... I always have to start with sketches. The computer is too concrete. And once I start messing with something digitally, I have a hard time putting it down until it's done. Sketching on paper is fast and loose and much more inspirational for me.

I felt kinda good about today. Was an overall positive day. And I felt like I accomplished something while working. And Refresh was entertaining, if not educational, tonight.

So it's unfortunate when I got home that my email was clogged with messages from clients whining about a pile of petty little things. Doubly depressing when, after handling what I immediately could and filing anything undeserving of a response, I had only 1 email left. So not only did they piss on my mood, but it wasn't in the least bit productive.

This calls for a photo collage. My recent favorites:

taxes taxes taxes.

well at least it is Victoria's-Secret-catalog-day. and a swimsuit issue no less.

What the hell happened to today? My whole sense of time just shifted. Since I forgot to do my laundry last night, I dragged my butt out of bed early this morning to finish it. (Actually I woke up at 4:30 in the morning, but there was no way in hell I was dealing with soiled underwear at that time of day).

So for a change, I actually accomplished something before work. Normally I'm lucky to get my shoes on before 9 AM.

Monday mornings usually slip by due to our staff meeting, which breaks up the time. But by the time my body started saying 'lunch', I looked at the clock to see that it was 1:30 already. I didn't actually eat till 2, followed by a meeting at three. Then I just worked on smoe projects for the next two hours.

I guess it was all there. But it... *ftt*... right by.

I looked at my reflection in the elevator button panel. And of course I thought...

"Damn, I'm beautiful."

Maybe I need to cut back on the sugar.

I went into work today to set up the computers for a new employee who's starting tomorrow. And man, if I didn't mooch out everything in that office of any value for use in my office. I have a new stereo, computer and monitor stand. I was generous and left them the lamp. New people really get left with the shit.

I've got this nasty feeling that someday my museings here are going to come back to bite me on the ass. All these commentaries and babblings are so public, that someday they will come back to haunt me when I am working for a very delicate position or purrpose.

But that isn't going to stop me. I'd hate to think that I'll ever allow myself to be in a situation where I can't freely express my own views when appropriate.

Cool shit... we've got 4 sub-leasees now for our new office.

A photographer, some CPAs, a data mining company, and a magazine.

And a verbal agreement to rent our old office. It's much easier on the nerves to know you won't be responsible for rent on empty offices.

Missed my haircut though. *grumble*

My own office... so sweet.

I am tired fer shit. Just generally worn out. Didn't physically wear myself out really... but still worn thin.

We're packed to move. Stayed around until the dismantlers came late and finished. I'll be back in the morning to reassemble the network. Fuckin DSL wont be up for 3 days at best, more likely 2 weeks.

shit, I need to go look up how to set up this network.

oh my god, oh my god, oh my god...

okay... couldnt get that out of my mind. :)

he-ya... finally moving at work. into a major nice new office. custom built for us. and hot damn I have my own office. well.. for now. Will eventually share it with someone else, but until they get hired, I'm safe.

The windows are great, at least in the front of the building. It's so bright in those offices the lights make no difference. I chose my particular office for the view, managing to avoid having to look at our old building every day. My view will actually cover the top floors of this great old office building with an ornate roof.

We had a circular conference room built ... sort of a cross between your childhood club house and a UFO. we've got 20 or so offices, a kitchen, a store room etc.

and the shit hits the fan tommorrow... At 1, we attack!

Well, the packing anyways.

Actually my only duty for the next 2 days is to strip down the computers, see them safely moved, and then reassemble them (and the networking hardware). It's not easy being a geek. :)

Stacey's birthday is in a few days. I'm sure she thinks I forgot. (Hell, I did forget Sara's after all).

I need food.

okay... maybe that child care thing didnt come through... but my taxes are still messed up, or not messed up, depending on how you look at it. Either way, I stand to make some lump some money i think/hope. I finally found the address for sara's journal page today... got to read most of the stuff for the first time. funny... made me realize why I love her even more.

mmmm... comic book day. (sorry... homer simpson flashback)

splain something to me. you know that little box on your tax forms that says "if you do not need forms mailed to you next year, check here"? Well... I checked it last year... cause I moved out of New York. So what do they do? I just got a letter from the New York Tax Department saying 'since you didnt want new york tax forms mailed to you, we're going to mail you a sticker for your new york tax forms'

okay... I remember what i wanted to talk about now...

just when the hell did God say unto man, "you will be a will-less sap. all who claim to represent me may control your life". All my life Ive seen and heard people support their beliefs and agendas by quoting the Bible. Hasnt this ever occured to anyone to be pretty damn flimsy? Hey... Im a rightous, God-loving dude myself... but why, may I ask, does some 2000 year old guy's interpretation of religion give some bastard in Georgia the right to condem all homosexuals to hell? Ive done some reading in the book myself... lots of nice stories, with morals and everything. Some songs too. But I gotta tell ya, theres damn few places that even claim to be the exact word of God. And what about those that do? If Jethro, the plumber from two doors down the hall, claimed God said unto him, "blessed are the geek, for they shall inherit the earth", does that mean you'll start worshipping Bill Gates as the new messiah?

The Bible is a good thing to read. It has a lot of suggestions on how to lead a moral life. But come on... think for yourself. Religion offers one of the best opportunities out there for intellectual debate. But so many people become bogged down in the scripture, they cant decide if some millenia old lifestyle might not be relavent anymore.

They told me once in Sunday School, when trying to explain evil, that God put us down here, and gave us free will. It made things more meaningful that way. If someone gives their devotion to him because theyve weighed the options, its gotta be worth more than if he compelled worship from the masses.