Update Photo is from my old camera…just miraculously recovered some photos from corrupt CD. Also, first house showing was just scheduled for Monday…

I recently awoke from 10 hours of sleep. I feel I could sleep another 10 more. I’m getting too old for late nights. I worked at the office on Wednesday from (up at 6am to get there by then) 8:30am - 11pm, got to drive home exhausted and in the rain with people driving recklessly around me. Got home at midnight and worked for another 2 hours. Got up to do it all again yesterday. Left the office at 6:30pm but worked til about 3am this morning. And thus, I let myself forget to set an alarm last night.

It feels good to work so hard and diligently, but at the same time it’s frustrating that my time to work on it is so finite already and then further restricted by needing things like sleep…and food. The project I’ve been working on is really important to me though. It’s been my little creative child from the get-go, but I’m not sure I’ll ever have the endurance to watch it once completed…I’ve heard the VO one too many times. I have a big photo shoot tomorrow, and I need to write the script for it…ideally before tomorrow. However, there’s an even larger project in the queue which I’ve had next to no time to devote to that is going to take a miracle and no sleep to complete by next Friday. Unfortunately, that project doesn’t quite have any emotional reward attached to it, save a small slice of peace of mind once it’s off my plate.

Working late with 2 co-workers was great fun though. We ordered pizza, and we created a pick-up line out of the evening. The guy and I were talking about how symmetrical faces are more beautiful and the following pursued:

Me: “oh baby, you’re SO symmetrical”

Him: “Makes me want to get out my protractor”

Me: “and measure your angles”

hehe we were proud of it so we wrote it on the whiteboard along side product ideas and graffiti. But our initial signatures, “mmm & awe,” were the finishing touches. hehe

Well, Snippy is leaving me tonight to go live with my parents. I’m trying not to think about it. No one has come to see my house yet, and I’m beginning to think my realtor sucks.

My housemate is back from her trip, and I just have no patience for her presence. I didn’t wash my dinner plate last night…obviously, because I was busy and knew I’d be home to do it this morning. However, apparently, she feels she doesn’t have to wash her dishes if I don’t wash mine but she would not be around here this morning to wash them if someone showed up to see the house. And now the girl is living here with a take care of dog discount but no dog to take care of, but will she speak up about it? No. I know having maids is a social norm in India, which baffles me, but I really wonder how any of these young kids manage to take care of themselves out here. Her sister made this girl sound completely helpless and yeah, she has no clue about taking care of a living space or trying to help out with things. I’m a busy person but if she also has dishes in the drainer, I put her’s away, same as mine but in her case, she only puts her’s away. Little things like that go a long way in my eyes.

But alas, I must get back to working on…something, despite my strong desires to visit my couch and drop all thinking requirements in front of the TV.