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Thursday, January 3rd, 2002
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10:58 am - Found at last...
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My soloist has reappeared and all is well, I'm very happy. Apparently we had what is for 2002 a truly spectacular communications breakdown. That's what I get for trusting technology too much.
Otherwise it looks like it's going to be a good day, we have wine tonight and I think I'm going to do a winedown tomorrow for whoever's here (not many people I would imagine, Microsoft is still sort of deserted after the holiday). I'm going to see if I can get my to-do list whittled down somewhat and get some document reviews taken care of.
More later.
current mood: better
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| Tuesday, October 23rd, 2001
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10:54 pm - Wonders of modern medicine
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I am stoked to the gills on over the counter medication and life is better here. I looked for ones that said "may cause drowsiness" and "do not drink alcohol", doubled the recommended dosage and popped them down with a lovely glass of chardonnay. I am hoping to head upstairs and do a faceplant any second now from which I will not awake until mid-morning.
Interesting day at work, I actually entered into a power struggle with a relative newcomer and spent most of the day playing politics to cement my position before going in for the kill, which I hope will happen tomorrow. I don't have much sympathy for him, he's empire building and attempting to "make his mark" on something that I own, but he's peeing on the wrong tree and it was a mistake. My way is good for Microsoft and our customers and his way is good for him and I won't let it happen without some blood being spilled (ideally his). It's fun to be underestimated, I've taken on much better people than him and it's clear that he was blind sided. I have lost the element of surprise, however, but I think it was used well.
Piano lesson tomorrow morning, then another few hours of meetings.
Beth at 1:30. She was frustrated this evening, but feeling better overall.
Massage at 5, thank god my back is killing me. It sucks getting old.
Beth at 7 till 8, maybe till 9 if she's feeling chatty. After that, business as usual I guess. The house is a godawful mess, I need to spend some time cleaning.
Drug and alcohol interactions are beginning, I'm so happy.
current mood: narc'd
current music: Bach
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1:37 am
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Well, the coughing is subsiding, sort of, but my chest is sore. I hate this. It happens once or twice a year and makes me miserable for weeks.
The power has been going off during the evening, about three times so far. Makes it hard to carry on a good IM conversation, I've been warning people that if I vanish, it's not their fault.
Early meeting tomorrow, I should go to sleep but I'm avoiding it as usual. I hate going to sleep alone. So I drag through my day suffering from sleep-dep and trying not to fall asleep in front of anyone important.
Beth was upbeat tonight, her PMS broke and she's not "an evil seething bitch" as she so quaintly puts it. She was in her full glory when I told her about her coursework getting tossed, it really wasn't pretty. I swear that woman could make a sailor blush when she gets going. I love her so much some days it scares me. Cold blustery nights wouldn't be so bad if she were here...
No good gossip today, unfortunately. Just the usual suspects misbehaving. In a moment of weakness I started channel surfing and caught some Law and Order and watched it until I couldn't take it any more. Such compassionate and fair prosecutors, it's almost enough to make you believe that they're human. What a crock. Beth hates that show also.
Enough, time to force myself to bed. It's gonna happen sometime, might as well be now.
current mood:  blah
current music: Cat Stevens
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| Sunday, October 21st, 2001
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10:59 pm - Sports night
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Good day today, practiced, talk to Beth on the phone, and spent several hours with one of my all time favorite people. Who could ask for more?
After Favorite Person and I parted company, I went to Karl and Mari's place in Bellevue to watch the Mariners lose a heartbreaker. I'm pretty anti-sports and really don't give a rat's ass about baseball or any other activity that involves a round object, but it was fun to hang out with my friends and drink wine and pretend what was happening on the TV really made a difference.
I brought an '86 Chave Hermitage and it was fucking awesome. I believe I now own more Chave than any other single producer, and I'm happy happy happy. If you're going to OD on a single wine, it's a tough one to beat.
Came home and wandered around online and talked with Kerry for a while about her boyfriend problems. I think she and I agree that she needs to stop seeing married men, but it's tough to find quality single guys in Bumfuck West Virginia. I wish her luck, she's a great kid who deserves much better.
Speaking of people who deserve better, Beth is doing well and sounds like her old self. The shock of Karen's appeal has worn off and now we're in wait-and-see mode. Not much else we can do, I guess.
current mood:  sleepy
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10:28 am - Practicing...
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[Wrote last night, posted this morning...]
The winedown was a success, as usual, though not many people showed up. I guess it's a good time to take vacation or something, I don't know.
Came home, talked to Beth from 7-8 as usual, then attacked the piano. I got a lot more done than I had anticipated given that I'd been drinking and my motor control wasn't exactly what I'd want it to be. But I got through everything.
Here's what I'm currently working on:
Bach - Menuett (I'm not sure which one...)
Albeniz - Granada from Suite Espanola, opus 47.
Schubert, Impromptu, op. 42, No. 3 (the easy movement :-))
Shades of Blue from Sketches in Color by Robert Starer.
Scales, et al.
The Albeniz is a real bitch, but it's good to work on. It's a gorgeous piece of music and it really makes me want to practice. Pity it makes my hand hurt so much...
Having company for dinner, making swordfish. It should be a nice night.
current mood: awake
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| Friday, October 19th, 2001
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3:12 pm - Hello, cruel world
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I'm not sure what the point of this is. Is anyone ever going to read this?
The statistics page shows that there aren't many 38 year olds posting up here. I think that perhaps after a while you realize that your day to day life isn't really as interesting as you thought it was, and you become more inclined to keep it to yourself.
On the other hand, I seem to go through more weird shit than most people, and maybe some of this will resonate with someone and we'll make a connection. You never know. I meet a lot of people online who want to talk about what they're going through, and I get a lot of virtual tears on my virtual shoulder, so I know there are people out there who are experiencing some of the same things I am and trying to deal with it best they can.
Anyway, enough for now. I am putting on a wine tasting for my co-workers, and I need to start getting ready soon. We haven't done one of these in a while, and I've been getting requests for weeks. Of course, a lot of people are out today, too bad.
More later.
current mood: tired
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