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rhienellethOMG! I officially have my very own cubicle walls! I knew this was coming. They wanted to divide our office space to fit more people. On some level, I'm even glad, because what with the conference calls and contractors that work out of here once a month, it can be a very distracting work environment.
But I also can't help but feel I've been sucked into some parallel Office Space -esque universe. Any minute now, Evil!Manager H is going to come by with his cup of coffee and stop by my cubicle...except he's gone on vacation for two weeks. Yay!
Anyway, in conclusion, cubicle. It's kinda weird.
Mark leaves for a week of hunting today. Their camp goes up to the Snake River and Hell's Canyon, near the border between Oregon and Utah (I think) and have a good time hiking up and down canyons, but only once in the past twenty-two years have they actually brought home an elk, and that was Mark's doing.
See, the same traits that make his Dad and Uncles workaholics make them not-so-good hunters. They move too fast, get impatient, etc. Yet, when they were growing up, hunting was often their only source of food (they were very poor). So they know how to hunt. The just....don't do it right unless they're dependant on it for putting food on the table. As Mark puts it, "They can hunt when they're hungry, but when they're not..."
Anyway, I'm sure they'll have all kinds of fun. I'm spending copious amounts of time with the girls, and w/L finishing up our Halloween costumes. Oh, and we're getting together to watch BSG tonight, which will be fun. I never get to watch it with them, just squee about it later. Well, with L, anyway. V irritates me whenever she opens her mouth. And yes, she's going to be there. Don't ask. It pretty much comes down to the fact that L works with her, and thus cannot completely cut her out of her life, and we're the only friends V has had in years, so it's all too easy to fall back into old habits of having her there pretty much all the frakkin' time, which annoys the hell out of me. But I'm not going to make the choice of losing L as a friend to get rid of V and her multitude of issues. But I'm also not putting up with any of her crap. She's on medication, she's been seeing a counselor, and so far, I'm not seeing an appreciable difference in her attitude. In fact, if anything the meds are allowing her "true selfish bitchy self" to shine through even more. So fun. Especially when she's all "I already feel so different, so much better." Um, no, you're freaking not.
Ok, how did this devolve into a rant about V? Sorry. *sigh*
Little warning: it probably won't be the only time this happens, as I spend time with her that I don't really want to. She'll be attending the masquerade next weekend, too, but I'm going to do my best not to be around her much.
But I also can't help but feel I've been sucked into some parallel Office Space -esque universe. Any minute now, Evil!Manager H is going to come by with his cup of coffee and stop by my cubicle...except he's gone on vacation for two weeks. Yay!
Anyway, in conclusion, cubicle. It's kinda weird.
Mark leaves for a week of hunting today. Their camp goes up to the Snake River and Hell's Canyon, near the border between Oregon and Utah (I think) and have a good time hiking up and down canyons, but only once in the past twenty-two years have they actually brought home an elk, and that was Mark's doing.
See, the same traits that make his Dad and Uncles workaholics make them not-so-good hunters. They move too fast, get impatient, etc. Yet, when they were growing up, hunting was often their only source of food (they were very poor). So they know how to hunt. The just....don't do it right unless they're dependant on it for putting food on the table. As Mark puts it, "They can hunt when they're hungry, but when they're not..."
Anyway, I'm sure they'll have all kinds of fun. I'm spending copious amounts of time with the girls, and w/L finishing up our Halloween costumes. Oh, and we're getting together to watch BSG tonight, which will be fun. I never get to watch it with them, just squee about it later. Well, with L, anyway. V irritates me whenever she opens her mouth. And yes, she's going to be there. Don't ask. It pretty much comes down to the fact that L works with her, and thus cannot completely cut her out of her life, and we're the only friends V has had in years, so it's all too easy to fall back into old habits of having her there pretty much all the frakkin' time, which annoys the hell out of me. But I'm not going to make the choice of losing L as a friend to get rid of V and her multitude of issues. But I'm also not putting up with any of her crap. She's on medication, she's been seeing a counselor, and so far, I'm not seeing an appreciable difference in her attitude. In fact, if anything the meds are allowing her "true selfish bitchy self" to shine through even more. So fun. Especially when she's all "I already feel so different, so much better." Um, no, you're freaking not.
Ok, how did this devolve into a rant about V? Sorry. *sigh*
Little warning: it probably won't be the only time this happens, as I spend time with her that I don't really want to. She'll be attending the masquerade next weekend, too, but I'm going to do my best not to be around her much.
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Date: 2006-10-23 04:27 pm (UTC)It's really bad that I've already thought of how convenient cubicle walls are for writing
smutfic. What does that say about me and my work ethic?