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jlhJust woke up. Had nightmares. Catching up on sleep from last night, because unlike bella I had to work yesterday. Having a stressful week already, as we unfortunately had to fire someone yesterday and the person who was supposed to cover for them until we get someone new might not be able to which means a lot more work for me. Also, went to meeting yesterday morning and found out that the client has changed their strategy, meaning I have to change my plans, but wasn't planning on telling us because they don't think it's a strategy change. Plus, I have a ton of fandom work to do, which I really really want to do. At least the fact that I have so much due this Friday at work means that I can't do any business travel this week. Plus, my emotional reserves are very close to low. So if you find that I'm a bit short with you in chat, please call me on it. It's nothing to do with you. I'm not angry with any of you. Actually, I probably need you more than ever. Not that I really want to talk too much about any of this. In fact, if you're having difficulties at the moment, bring them on. Anything to get my head out of my own ass.
Okay, that said, and grouchiness admitted to, please excuse me if this sounds petty, BUT. Cassie is definitely fabulous. She has great connections, gets to go to groovy shindigs, the whole nine yards. Not only that, but she and I are at about the same level of starfuckerness:
Clio: "Oh, look, there's Tommy Lee."
Cassie: "Huh. Why was Pamela with him, anyway?"
Clio: "He has a really big dick."
Cassie: "Makes sense."
Clio: "Ooh! Miniburgers!"
You look, you register, you joke, you move on. You don't get all that excited because really who cares, you don't approach them because really what do they have to say to you, but you notice because hey, that's fun. Besides, you're really there for the booze and the food.
So given that she and I behave pretty much the same at parties like that, and given that neither![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
gehenna1 nor ali_wildgoose are up on popular music so they wouldn't have cared much about seeing Kid Rock, Cassie was the natural person to bring with me.
That's right, I said bring with ME. Because nowhere in her post does she say that she brought me--you all just assumed that. But I have a groovy job, and I get invited to groovy parties, and I bring people with me. I just wanted to stake my claim to the very tiny amount of coolness that I DO have.
And now, off to work I go.
Okay, that said, and grouchiness admitted to, please excuse me if this sounds petty, BUT. Cassie is definitely fabulous. She has great connections, gets to go to groovy shindigs, the whole nine yards. Not only that, but she and I are at about the same level of starfuckerness:
Clio: "Oh, look, there's Tommy Lee."
Cassie: "Huh. Why was Pamela with him, anyway?"
Clio: "He has a really big dick."
Cassie: "Makes sense."
Clio: "Ooh! Miniburgers!"
You look, you register, you joke, you move on. You don't get all that excited because really who cares, you don't approach them because really what do they have to say to you, but you notice because hey, that's fun. Besides, you're really there for the booze and the food.
So given that she and I behave pretty much the same at parties like that, and given that neither
gehenna1 nor ali_wildgoose are up on popular music so they wouldn't have cared much about seeing Kid Rock, Cassie was the natural person to bring with me.That's right, I said bring with ME. Because nowhere in her post does she say that she brought me--you all just assumed that. But I have a groovy job, and I get invited to groovy parties, and I bring people with me. I just wanted to stake my claim to the very tiny amount of coolness that I DO have.
And now, off to work I go.
