{ live your life like it's on fire. }

[delga]

I do not recommend the advice in the subject.

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Oh gosh, guys, what a week. Work is good, but the days continue to be long. Plus, I hate taking days off in the middle because then the rest of the week stretches out into eternity, especially if it's a Friday. I went to see the derm doc on Thursday and she was basically no help whatsoever, and other stuff happened that I'll get to momentarily, and then I went to work yesterday and had loads to do because... okay, I need to start from the top obviously.

Before that, though: I ended up skipping half of the NCIS repeat to watch 13 Going on 30 again. Goddamn, I love that movie. Or, rather, I love the part that I saw (from Jennifer Garner's first scene through to just after the Thriller sequence. OH GOSH). That stupid film still makes me laugh.

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So, the hierarchy of the place where I work is a bit weird. My line manager works in H. and I work in C. I work with people whose jobs are parallel to mine, and I work with their senior; their senior can't give me instructions, though, because she's not my boss. This sounds fairly straightforward except for the part where we're all the same team. We have two time-sharing seniors in the team (as well as my senior/line manager in H, and two other seniors in H and M) and one likes paperwork whilst the other doesn't. Senior S is currently on leave; Senior H started work on Wednesday. I was away Thursday for the derm appointment but when I came back on Friday, SH had worked through a month's backlog of paperwork which meant I had contracts to file, contracts to have signed, contracts to write, and all associated correspondence to sort out. INSANE.

Earlier in the week I'd basically just been doing filing because we were waiting for the dam to burst on the backlog. On Wednesday afternoon, I had more 1-to-1 training on our internal database which continues to be the stupidest way to do things, but whatever; I now know how to do just about everything I need to do.

Next week Rose, who has now transferred to H, will be in C on Tuesday to teach me how to do other contracts and then I should pretty much be set. I'm a little worried that I'm not processing the 'deads' correctly, but she'll fix that with me eventually.

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Relatedly, travelling continues to be a burden. The bus drivers in the morning go so slowly; the ones in the evening speed and then brake hard to avoid missing my stop. I only caught the train I wanted to catch once last week. It's tres stress-inducing.

Yesterday evening the train was packed. I met a school friend and his girlfriend on the platform, and then ended up in the vestibule with a guy who'd just spent 9 months in Afghanistan. He was terribly nice, and made me take the first empty seat at the next stop, but I didn't sit down until I was sure he had a seat. He looked really tired; his kit was insane. I also met a girl who was on her way to Leeds and she asked if I was going anywhere nice. I was all, pshaw, no, I'm going home, lols. I can't explain it very well, but the conversation I had with the military guy affected me oddly. We didn't even talk about anything serious - I was laughing at these two Chinese tourists who were pushing through the train even though there was nowhere to go to; he was distressed at the state of the train.

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I've been watching CSI as it airs on Five, and I am so bored which is disappointing because I thought new blood would excite things again. My bad. This won't stop me from watching, though. I've also been watching L&O: Awright Guv and LOVING it. It's making me miss L&O: Mothership which I used to watch religiously. Man. TV. I think I'm falling out with it?! Just watched Life and was made sufficiently upset by the ending, though Helen McCrory (dodgy extensions and all) made up for it in part.

I've been meaning to talk about Big Love and Battlestar Galactica for ages, but it's not really happening, so, whatever. Ditto everything else. I have been watching whilst on the train/platform/bus stop and I do have things to say, just no incentive.

And, also, also, also: I freaking totally missed in_a_name :(((((

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I want to go to the cinema! I want to see a film! I WANT A LIFE, GUYS.

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That said, last weekend was amazing. The Flatmate came on Friday and left on Sunday; met with xanitia on Sunday, too, and merriment ensued. I'm supposed to go to my cousin's 21st tonight, but that's not happening; was going to try to get to Surrey to meet other cousins, but that fell through, too. In a way this is actually very good because I am seriously shattered.

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I have techonological yay! upcoming but I'll talk about that when I'm feeling more coherent. Also: I haven't read a book in ages, though I did buy a copy of Big Issue this week and read a tres interesting interview with Charlize Theron. Unfortunately: this does not count.

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I went to the optician's and had my eyes checked, then picked up two pairs of glasses. They'll be ready for me next week, hurrah! The Mother then took me to The Store so that I could run some errands for The Father.

The Mother is driving me up the wall right now. She is tres moody and uncompromising. On Thursday, after the derm appointment, The Dad called and asked The Mother to come straight to The Store instead of going home. It turned out eventually that this was because he needed to go to P very, very urgently, and he wasn't fucking around. When we got to The Store, The Mother refused to get out of the car. I mean. She just sat there until The Dad came and got her. For fuck's sake.

This morning she knew we had to go to the opticians but got up late anyway and then was annoyed at me because she'd remembered the time wrong and then couldn't waste another hour eating breakfast really, really slowly and then leaving the dishes for everyone else to deal with. She's not the only person who is tired, goddamn.

I am being a little uncharitable as there are some Other Things going on, but the fact of the matter is that The Dad is working even harder than she is, and gets even less time to do anything, and yet she drags her feet getting to places and makes everyone else late. She's not even responsible to anyone any more - neither myself nor The Sister need taking care of, and we both sort out our own things. And then she wouldn't get out of the fucking car. I was livid. But in the long run she is just freaking me out a little. I'm worried she's about to have some sort of mental break, no lie.

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Goddamn, it is gorgeous out today.

Comments

[agentcat47.livejournal.com]

Hahahhaa L&O: Awight Guv. That's so funny. I've been watching it and I LOOOVE it. "Not in my mattress!" LOL
I'm glad job is going alright so far. :D

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

They are all so ridic yay. True story.

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

Yeah, on top of a couple of other things; she's just terribly uncompromising at the moment, and it prevents anyone else from getting things done.

Your icon is freaking me out, lol; where are its eyes?!

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

...oh, I see it now! Initially it looked like it had ohnoes hands, and no eyes!

[belantana.livejournal.com]

our internal database which continues to be the stupidest way to do things

If your awesome housekeeping skillz at the comm are anything to go by, how long until you take it upon yourself to reorganise the whole system? *g*

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

LOLS, I wish. It's an internal database that's set up to key into... other things, and I don't have access. Oh, but if I did...!

[belantana.livejournal.com]

Well, you'll have to be on the ~lookout~ for an ~opportunity~ then. *shifty eyes*

More icon love! Zombie xkcd FTW.