...and again.

Got to work at 9 and didn't get home until after 7 and I didn't take a lunch break or even a coffee break today. I don't think I'm getting paid for my extra time, which is annoying. I also found out it's possible I might not be able to get the days off I want to go and visit azure and figment, which would make me cry. Especially 'cause my Mom already booked everything. Argh. My cool new job kinda sucks this week. It might be Burning Man decompression related, but it feels just like straight-up stress. Tomorrow I'm helping registration at a conference at the arboretum. Which is cool, but it also means I get behind another day on stuff I need to get done in the office. Next week I have a bunch of training on the new accounting system. Next weekend I have to go in on the weekend to babysit the office while the new network gets put up. I'm not sure what kind of arrangement will be worked out for compensation for that time, but I hope I'm not expected to hang out at work on a weekend when the office is closed just for fun. My boss seemed unsure of what the arrangement should be.

I'm torn between wanting to stay in and get house shit done and wanting to go out and forget about it and watch a movie and drink some beer. I feel like I want to be done with housework and real work, but... my clothes are everywhere and nothing's really put away from the desert. Blargh.

One day I'll catch up... really...