really good intentions turned into i don't know what

here's the deal.

i am going to step away from the office.

i am going home. its 6:40pm. i was here no later than 7:40am (with a dozen bagels for my co-workers to remind me why they missed me while i was 'away on business' last week, no less).

i accomplished less than 16.5% of the work i needed to today. which means i will be back at it again, same time tomorrow? yessir.

i intended to stay here late, now that i have this awesome new widescreen monitor that ideally will have been cheaper than the botox i would've needed for the crows feet that were growing around my eyes from squinting at the tiny screen on my ultra-portable work provided laptop. yes, it has a battery life of 5.75 hours (in use). yes, it fits in my handbag. no, it is not ergonomically sound or recommended by any optomotrist on the planet. (i just wrote opthamologist, now im confused which is correct, too lazy to google it, sorry).

anyways, point is, i was going to stay here late, and write one of my notoriously verbose posts about my wonderful advertures in the carribean isles (does that make it sound sexier? no? okayfine).

but instead, i spent the last 45 minutes trying to retrieve audio files off of my handheld voice recorder doodad so that i can re-live last weeks ultra-compelling meetings over and over again, and possible once more after they are transcribed in print.

lucky? youbetchya.

jealous? youshouldbe.

apparently, you have to have something called a 'cd' from which you must 'download' some 'software' and then 'do a back flip' and 'say the magic word' and 'jump through a variety of different colored and shaped hoops' in order to access your files. otherwise, no matter how many of your collegues machines into which you plug the damn thing, that is no larger than my middle finger (convenient, since thats the one i am aiming at it right now), or how many billable hours you waste, you will not be able to turn hours of titlating discussion on topics such as 'information technology' and 'should we use queens or amerian english spelling of centre in the brochures' into nice little mp3 files that you can share with your adoring blog fans later. (just kidding, i would never, i value our friendship too much).

so i'm going to dismiss myself right now, and leave you with this boring post where i complain endlessly about nothing in particular but mostly the job i should feel very lucky to have given the current economic climate and the fact that i have already been laid off once this year, and let you mull this over for a while instead.

enjoy, and maybe tomorrow good things will come to those who wait?

or, maybe not.

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