Archive for the 'bitching' Category
never got the hang of…
warning: little bit o’ self-pity driven by anxiety here… It’s Thursday, fill the appropriate HGTTG quote here, because damn, if it isn’t applicable. Not sure why, other than the fact that I’m going to be stuck on the phone for a meeting-before-the-meeting that’s scheduled for two hours, but has 19 things on the agenda to […]
♫ and i’ll be happy to see those nice young men in their clean white coats ♫
This week was the one during which I cracked. I struggled with all the stereotypical hallmarks of bureaucracy as seen through the filter of Gilliam’s Brazil this week, and it almost broke me. While the fiscal year ends with September, the fact that the acquisition shop needs time to actually buy the things means that […]
hating people right now
No, not you, not any specific person, really, but people in general. People, in the aggregate, are generally awful. If the current state of things is any indication, huge swaths of the population can’t be counted on to be good, responsible citizens, acting for the good of the community. It feels like the majority of […]
friday random elevenish: “personal progress in the face of apocalyptic thinking offers no solace” edition
Remember, back an eternity ago (but actually only about 48 hours, since this is how the world works now) when I mentioned that the bubble wrap was better than the weeping and irritability? Yeah, that didn’t last long. Wednesday (and most of Thursday as I start writing this missive) were emotionally rough, for no particularly […]
the week keeps on giving, and it’s only tuesday morning
Four day weekend. Not terrible, other than the slightly cloudy feeling I’m likely to have until later this week when I was able to schedule a doctor’s appointment because somewhere between the larger medical group (which ate up my wonderful doctor’s smaller practice last year) and the pharmacy system, there was a hiccup that has […]
a rare saturday post
friday random elevenish: “damn, i’m old” edition
Today’s headline refers to the fact that my eldest child today turns twenty-one. All told, it’s not the best year to turn twenty-one if you’re of the mind to go out and visit interesting drinking establishments and such (especially when your dad knows so many brewery people). We’d talked for quite a while about the […]
venting pressure to start the week
Sunday, after say, 9am, wasn’t particularly cool. It started well enough, with me knocking out a solid ten bike miles on the Virginia Capital Trail (I did the same Saturday morning). I came home to find my lovely spouse making good progress replacing the ratty old carpet in the upstairs hallway with wood-look vinyl flooring. […]