That's how I think of you all. Actually it isn't, but blog monkey sounds funny. And if I said "big shout out to my peeps" any one of you would be justified in having me bludgeoned.
I won't bore you with the details, because that's all they are -- boring details. Suffice to say: Job -- hatin' it. Travel -- hatin' it. Clients....actually, the clients are being really cool, but I'm sure that will change tonight, because they've been so civil but now Mr. Big Boss-Man is showing up, FOR ONE NIGHT ONLY, and of course when Mr. Big Boss-Man shows up, he has his own ideas about the research, how it should go, etc. (especially since he is only showing up for the one night, so he has no sense of history, continuity, etc., and will ask all sorts of dumbass questions that we will all patiently answer because he is Mr. Big Boss-Man), plus all of his underlings (I use that word with all kindness and respect) who are actually my clients, (not him, so who cares if he's happy?) are all cowering before him like the Lion before Oz the Great and Tewwible. Feh.
As you can tell from that fabulous run-on, I am wired for sound. Note previous concerns about sleep, etc. Caffeine is a reasonable substitute for life, but only just. Mary Shelley should have featured caffeinated beverages more prominently in "Frankenstein," and the whole thing would have been much more believable as, you know, science. Plus it would have kept little kids from sticking bobby-pins in electric sockets to see what happens when all that energy flows into a REAL LIVE BOY. [Note to self: stop doing that. You know better, now.]
I have been patiently accumulating blog-licious observations which I will dispense like succulent truffles over the next day or so, unless the plane goes down tomorrow (catastrophize much?) Keep checking back...
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