OH MY GOD.
yes, its 3am on a tuesday. yes, im still up. yes, ive been working since midnight.
today was a slow day at the office. we got briefed on a new project, hopefully should be easy but also maybe kind of cool? probably not but whatever 2010 be positive!!
ive been doing this freelance for my roommate's partner, while they finish up their stuff for the launch of their new site at his real job (he gets home at like, midnight every night .. no time for outside-of-work-work). i was an idiot, and told him i could code the newsletter. why do we ask? because i can! i can't do supercrazyawesome™ shit, but i can code a fucking table thank you.
or so i thought.
and now here i am, sitting here, groveling at the feet of josh, our programmer from work, who has kindly taken the last couple of hours to walk me through this. i dont think i was going to have a panic attack, but i was feeling like a really lost idiot for a couple of hours.
it doesn't help that its supposed to go out tomorrow morning. and that we had our first ladies' poker night tonight, and i didnt really find out this was such a big deal (aka a late night job) until halfway through the get together. fail. (i won, though .. yay?).
so im sitting here, doing all the formatting stuff for him, and sending it to him and hes putting it where its supposed to go. so im looking at my aim list -- nobodys on. nobody i want to talk to. matias and zach are on, but i dont think they log off aim anymore, because i heard zach get home a couple of hours ago. i clicked on be hance, but now everything about that site leaves a sour taste in my mouth. i hate how jealous i am, that i don't even want to put work up there because i feel like it'll be judged so harshly.
sitting here fuming about loss and being angry and not being able to code a newsletter that formats in most major web browsers/email clients is kind of getting to me. im being objective. i really am. im lighting a candle right now to zen out. i just used my last match. id use a lighter but -- oh wait -- the last 2 packs of 4 lighters ive bought have all magically disappeared. and its not me, because i quit smoking. smoking cigarettes. okay i broke down on friday and had one, but i promise i didn't enjoy it, and i dont want one now.
im all greasy again. i need to go back to the gym. i need to get paid for all this work. hey! everyone. if you havn't heard of http://mint.com , you should check it out. it shows you all of your stats online, and even your investments and stuff, which is cool. i never log onto charles schwab or vanguard, and always get these statements in my email that i never open, but its cool to see a real number when you log into mint.
god im tired. my throat is starting to hurt again. i feel like i never kicked the sickness or something. fml.
i keep having all the dreams with the special zombies from l4d and me being married to michael cera. im not sure if thats how its spelt. friday we have a dinner party in brooklyn. im reading letters to a christian nation. the democrats lost massachusetts, so healthcare may die. and it had just dawned on me that being on unemployment/freelancing with universal healthcare may not be so scary.
i want to travel. but i also want to save money. how do you rationalize where to put your money? my heart says go visit ireland, japan, singapore. but my head says, and then what? come home with no money, no job? how does that make sense at all? and if i just go on a small vacation on holiday, do i really get to experience it? can i find someone to experience it with me?
sometimes i dont mind being single. its nice to go out and do things because i want to do them, to really reconnect with my friends, because i'm not just dumping all my time into a boyfriend. but sometimes it would be nice to have someone kiss the top of your head when they come visit your apartment and youre on the computer trolling 4chan. sometimes that would be nice.
i wonder if this counts as exploiting my sexuality to get this done. me and josh are just peers, but we don't really talk. we dont get lunch. sometimes i go visit him and james and the other programmers on the other side of the floor to escape my desk for 20 minutes where nobody can find me. but its now 3am and hes sitting at his computer coding away like a madman (maybe?), and i feel terrible. im such a user sometimes. at least its all a learning experience, right? dont bite off more than you can chew, alex. you tell yourself youll use it as a chance to learn it, but then you flounder. just do what you're good at for now, and push the envelope with yourself, not client work. dummy.
maybe if i can save the same amount of money i would use on a vacation, i can go. lots of freelance, being careful, then i wouldn't feel guilty. like im spending all the money i have as soon as i get it. i mean christ, i'll be 24 this year. i need savings. what if i got laid off? i have nothing i can live off of. and i cannot ask my parents for money; since ive graduated ive been totally self-sufficient. this is all me, but i feel like im not being responsible. i havn't saved ANYTHING for the year since ive been living in the city. i dont want to end up like carrie in sex and the city, 40 and no savings in any form but shoes.
my file is sent! LETS FINISH THIS THING.
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