May 18, 2004
it appears that the birthday plans will involve travel, a spa, and skydiving! i'm pretty excited. and we're also going down to see the future father-in-law.
no, wait, before anyone gets in a twist, there is not yet engagement. it's a figure of speech. accurate, but a figure of speech none-the-less.
various california trips, burning man is on the horizon.
dion, the new job is great, the design is still pretty low key (as in not terribly challenging), but at least it's highly visible. and things will pick up. i can't really talk about the specifics, since a lot of it involves proposals for sales pitch kind of stuff. but it's entertaining to share an office with the people working on news headlines, i barely need to listen to NPR - just take my headphones off.
today i had on my new noise-cancelling headphones. they work pretty well. my phone was ringing and two people were yelling at me to get my attention, and i heard nothing, obliviously bouncing along to lazy dog or faithless. getting my attention required arm waving and throwing things. the days fly by. i never look at the clock in a i-can't-wait-to-leave way. which in itself is fantastic. i just plow through stuff and then it's 6pm. usually office-mate-with-the-same-name and i talk about news or shoes at the end of the day, but that's about the only break. i have a very cool boss, and the boys i work with are superduper. the three of them are all really good designers. it's great to work in a small team where people get along, no weird ego stuff with the design.
and it's past my sleepies.
i have a very good life. my world rocks my world.
Posted by rosebaby at May 18, 2004 11:39 PM
You could call him your father-out-law. Works for me, anyway.
And when's your b.d. -- 30th? 31st?
Posted by: meg on May 19, 2004 06:34 AMthe 30th. :) i like father-out-law. we could always follow your lead... it's not really the whole wedding thing that i want anyway.
Posted by: rosebaby on May 19, 2004 09:13 AMWell, as you know, it's Himself that hates weddings and me that hates marriage. For him, hell is having everyone look at you, not to mention having to dress up and -- horror of horrors -- spend money. For me, hell is having the gubberment legislate who I can commit myself to.
Posted by: meg on May 19, 2004 09:21 PM