Take this job, please
2002-01-24 8:38 a.m.

I think I'm suffering from severe job burn out. I have to drag my sorry ass out of bed every morning. I often fantasize about the bus getting in an accident so I don't have to be in a cubicle all day. I can barely stand to look at my coworkers let alone be civil to them. I'm tired of our admin assistant's constant crisises and emotional breakdowns. I will strangle my coworker the next time he gets bored and decides to blow bubbles in my cube and ruin my coffee and whatever report I'm working on. I'm sick and tired of staring at these prefab gray walls, no matter how I try to dress them up with pictures of my cats and a pages from last years john waterhouse calendar. *sigh* I'm tired of listening to all the trainers not working but instead sitting around talking about their pregnancies. I'm terrified if I ever have children I'll end up sitting around talking about changes in my body and describing baby projectile vomit in graphic detail. I have one coworker who doesn't understand how to save files to her J drive and doesn't know how to open e-mail attachments, how does she do her job? How on earth did I end up being tech support? I'm sick of whiny supervisors who think they can push me around just because they make a couple grand more than me. Do you hear that noise? That's my teeth grinding together. I need a new job. Something creative and fun rather than analytical and conservative. If you need someone brilliant in the Portland, OR area please e-mail me. [/end whining]

On a happy note, I'm making plans to see Richard II with my friend Rebecca. I don't think I've read Richard II! I've read the Henrys, Hamlet and a slew of others but never Ricardo. I also see that they're doing Midsummer's Night Dream in April. That was always my favorite as a kid. When I was in 8th grade I wanted the complete works of Shakespeare for Christmas. My parents, being very clever, got me the complete works of Shakespeare but also gave me Charles and Mary Lamb's "Tales from Shakespeare" which is sort of a short story version of the plays. It really make the plays more accessible to me at that young age.

I found this at Camomile's site. She may be a sexy sugar glider (yes, it does sound pornographic) but I'm a fox!


What obscure animal are you?

When I first moved to Portland I went to my (now ex) boyfriend's brother's wedding. On the way home from the reception we were driving past the local golf course and there was something running along the fence. There was no traffic so we stopped the car and backed up. It was a fox! He was quietly trotting around the golf course and marking the trees with his scent. It was so exciting to see a fox in the wild that close. We watched him for as long as we could as he ignored us completely. When I got home I got out a book on Native American animal symbols and discovered the fox was often associated with the home and families. I thought that was a nice omen for their marriage.

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