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[seventhe]

Well, things are a little bit better, and by "better" I mostly mean "I am finally alone for a little bit of recharge time." I'm in my second hotel, of course in a smoking room because they were out of non-smoking rooms, and I'm really thinking of bailing on the dinner plans and just hiding in my room all night and perhaps ordering a pizza or something megalame because this Holiday Inn Express is in the middle of Scary Bumfuckville, Louisiana. I really want a Diet Coke but I can't bring myself to wander out of my room.

I am still exhausted, but the good thing about extending the trip is that we don't have to crunch out another 12-hour day. (The bad thing, of course, is that the trip goes another day... but you can't win everything, right? Sometimes I hate being salaried. I'd be earning gobs of overtime.)

I don't even know what I am running on anymore. I have been working 50-hr weeks since March. I have been running almost nonstop since April. The past four weeks are like a blur with work and finals and more work. Sometimes I think I am just fueled on caffeine and stupid Taurus stubbornness.

To interrupt the bitch: I found out that the Saturn Wingdings Car has XM Radio. I really want XM Radio now. Although I will be in like 30,000 more car accidents because I will be too busy playing with it. It has awesome channels! It tells you the name of the song and the artist! I want it, badly.

Sometimes it's really scary to me that people let me do this. You know? That my company is actually allowing me - me! - to drive around Louisiana like a crazy person, and to get into the plant by myself, and to walk around the plant and do my own sampling and do my own testing, and they're just like 'Yeah, go ahead and stay an extra day, just charge it on your corporate card'. It's terrifying. I did not think I was this important; I do not really like being this important.

Anyway, that is enough randomness. I think I will go in search of that Diet Coke and then play my DS for a blissful while. (I brought myself FFV because I have had a craving for it after reading rosencrantz's story on 26cockjokes and I told myself FFV could be my reward for this trip. Yes.) Then my co-worker will call and I will have to decide how much I want to eat tonight vs how much I want to be mugged by the bridge trolls.

I think I'll make it.

edit - oh, and I passed both my classes. I got an A and a B+. Because I live in bizarroland, I got the A in the chem class in which I could have totally gotten 0 points on the final, and I got the B+ in the thermo class which I actually thought I understood and did well in. I do not understand the University of Akron.

Oh well. Fuck it, I passed. There's a small stupid portion of me that wanted to get As in both and is actually a little disappointed, but the rest of me is currently kicking that small portion's ass, which should take care of that.

double edit -- On my way to the vending machine, I saw that this hotel is right across the street from a graveyard. Awesome*. Did you know that in the south they don't do headstones? They do what looks like above-ground stone coffin things. They look cool. I am such a Yankee.


*This isn't sarcastic; I love graveyards.

Comments

[aesriella.livejournal.com]

Good that you're feeling better, even if it's not better better.

My Mother has a phenomenal ability to locate graveyards wherever we go and generally bring out the death angle in everything (I got the Book of the Dead for my 13th birthday and she inadvertently tracks the seasons by the volume of roadkill around) and I do find them really peaceful, apart from the one time she found a very modern graveyard where everyone in it had died under the age of 35. I don't really understand why we Westerners have so many hang ups about death/places associated with it.

Congrats on the classes! I find chocolate does a good job of silencing the fenickity* part that likes to ruin slightly imperfect achievements, though you may prefer gin.

*Spell checker thinks I mean "fornicate".

[first-seventhe.livejournal.com]

I don't understand the hangups about graveyards either, unless it comes from horror movies or something? I think they're so pretty and so peaceful and to me, it's much like walking around a park or something.