Conference calls, the bane of consulting. They eat up time, make my hand hurt (At what point in my career can I stop taking notes on gorram conference calls? When do I get a nice note-taker person?), and often accomplish little to absolutely nothing. I especially love that moment of silence on group calls, where nobody knows exactly who's in charge and supposed to be in the lead. You present information or ask a question and...[crickets] until you clear your throat and move on.
Yay! I finally got my tuition reimbursement for last semester! Am rich! Until the next bill is due...I do like that my net benefit (other than, um education) is getting all those scholarly books to add to my collection of big, heavy, totally-a-pain-to-move-or-even-store, nobody-really-looks-at-them-on-your-shelves-anyway textbooks.
Bah! I still do not know when I am traveling next. If I have to cancel my trip again, I think there will be a row of strangled people dotting the country, and one of them is definitely going to be me. The facilities all understand that I'm forced to be a complete flake, but it doesn't make the situation any less annoying.
I am not a fan of abrupt weather swings. Especially when they feature changes of greater than 10 degrees Fahrenheit. More than 20 degrees? I thought I left New England!! So I was annoyed by the heat (70s! Or very close!) on Tuesday, by the hot start and very cold end (it tricked me into not wearing a coat! Mean!!) yesterday, and by today's immoderate rainy chill.
Fruity oaty bars!!! Is playing constantly in my head. I watched the little extra on the DVD more times than I'd like to admit, and while it cracked my up every time, I wish it would leave my brain alone now. Not only is the song playing, but also the part of the cartoon where the girl is busting out of her blouse - bang! Heh.
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