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  <title>Just a Sci-Fi Kid Like Me</title>
  <subtitle>i'm a digital brat with an insect mind</subtitle>
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    <name>caitri</name>
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  <updated>2019-08-25T22:25:02Z</updated>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2010-09-02:561381:610079</id>
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    <title>Sunday Night</title>
    <published>2019-08-25T22:25:02Z</published>
    <updated>2019-08-25T22:25:02Z</updated>
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    <dw:mood>exhausted</dw:mood>
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    <content type="html">I typically don't have Sunday blahs, but I do wish this week was less overloaded so I could fit in some extra sleep somewhere. It's the first week of classes, so that means all my regular meetings plus some extra meetings plus the start of teaching and extra teaching prep. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I spent the afternoon at an outreach event for new students; the theme was games and I was doing tarot readings. (I do like how skills picked up in otherwise fruitless endeavors--in this case, meant to bond with &amp;quot;friends&amp;quot; I have since left behind--eventually come in handy.) Across three hours I gave 21 readings, and apparently was the second-most popular table after the ones for Smash Brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a chunk of work done on my diss, which, well done me. I also found late Friday I have to do some extra paperwork, because of fucking course. I was told this like I should know what forms to fill out, and hopefully will find this info out tomorrow. ::sigh::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also called Mom this afternoon because I might as well get some chores out of the way, the better to spend as much of next weekend as possible sleeping. She was on fairly good behavior actually, which was a relief. Apparently my 20th high school reunion was held recently, and she asked me a few questions about people who I don't really remember. After about half an hour I do think one of the names she mentioned was a girl who had beaten me in the creative writing contest my....junior year, maybe? I remember being irked because when I read her story it was poorly written with several words used incorrectly, and I was baffled. And apparently if THAT'S what I remember I'm petty af, but there you go. (I also FOR SURE remember that when it came to the awards ceremony my mother didn't even go, which led to me spending two hours on my own at an event where everyone else was there with their parents. See also me being petty, again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the weather has been the lovely sort of pre-fall weather I like best: golden sunshine, brief rain showers, crisp air and cool breezes. If I was less exhausted I'd love to bake, but maybe later when everything isn't absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=caitri&amp;ditemid=610079" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2010-09-02:561381:609887</id>
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    <title>This has been a WEEK</title>
    <published>2019-08-22T02:07:19Z</published>
    <updated>2019-08-22T02:07:19Z</updated>
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    <dw:mood>tired</dw:mood>
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    <content type="html">Monday: Walked into work to find my workstation mysteriously fried over weekend. After an entire morning of meetings, went to a lunch meeting where I realized I forgot to back-up a file for a major project I was working on. Lost like....four hours of work because Friday afternoon I was tired and forgot to upload the one. file. I needed before I left. Colleague also asked me to stay after work so we could hash out design for said project. Got home at 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Tornado warning at work, so we all retreated to the basement for half an hour. Thankfully the alert was overplanning; there were high winds, but no dangerous danger. Still nerve-wracking. Had to immediately go to a meet and greet for new students to sell the libraries, followed by an afternoon of computer wrangling with IT--they came back and forth with three different machines before getting one to actually work. And then one of my critical programs didn't, so they had to come back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Today. Which, thankfully they did, and I also had a monthly meeting with my boss updating her on the insanity that is my work life right now, and also thankfully she is encouraging and supportive. Nonetheless, I didn't get back home to work on my research until past 11am, so almost half a day lost. I made up for it despite general exhaustion, because my diss edits have to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SO TIRED, you guys. But I gotta make a bunch of work things happen, including an outreach event on Saturday. ::tired whimper::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=caitri&amp;ditemid=609887" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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