G R O W Y O U R W I N G S

Yes, this is related to [Poll #1237606]

And we are completely out.

I worked 60+ hours last week.

My brain is dead.

The house is a mess--the dust bunnies are taking over.

Good news is I don't have to work this weekend.

And I did something I never do....went out drinking with my fellow PMs from 4pm to midnight last night down on the Portland waterfront (very pretty and busy--Portland's Brewfest was going on.)  It was good cuz I got to rant with other's who totally understood the context.  And Bob joined us--also very weird cuz I never mix home and work in that way.  He was the hit of the gathering.

I've lots more to say--but my brain is very, very, very dead.

And Bobby's taking me to some hotspring on Sunday.

So I guess I do have a RL life.

More later.  Don't know when.

(and fickleone, I saw the story posted.  Was too dead last night....hopefully today....want the space/time to enjoy).

Oh!  ALMOST FORGOT.  Found out one of my past team members (we were joined last night by many of the "casualities" of our project, i.e., people who gave up and left)...anyway...out of no where last night I heard someone say "Jensen."  Turns out this women is a Jensen fangirl.  She went on and on about how gorgeous he was.  She's an SPN fan just because of him.  She didn't know about conventions.  When I told her I'd met him in person, had my picture taken with him, and *touched* him---she just about fainted.

And it was very wierd seeing my fellow co-workers drunk.  What you don't know about people. 

Nothings changed except I've vented all over the place, my son and I went to KFC for some deep fried fat, and ... wait for it... and OMG you will not believe how desperate I was ... I am now drinking vodka mixed with fruit punch crystal light. Because I'm all out of *any* other kind of mixer. It's kinda gross...but effective. I was a little heavy handed with the vodka part of the drink cuz I figured I needed it a) cuz work sucks, remember? and b) um? fruit punch crystal light???

Hubby consoled over the phone and said he'd be home early. Daughter let me rant a bit (also over the phone). Son condescended enough to give me what I used to call a "timmy-hug" back when he was like ... um ... short. Now, of course my head barely comes to his shoulders....weird.

And reading about upcoming Comic Con also helped.

Just a few days ago I was actually watching a couple of SPN episodes with my daughter (yes, the one that rolls her eyes at my obsession--I think she was humoring me.) We watched Long Distance Call and Time is on My Side.

Remember in Long Distance Call when monster-o-week had Sam tied to the chair? (*pauses to enjoy the image*) um...okay I'm back. Anyway, in that scene MoW says how we're all so connected but never so isolated or far apart or something. My recent work experiences caused me to vent to Hubby tonight about how it's *never* worth it to devote so much psychic energy and/or your life into work, because in the end it's meaningless and, in a strange way, not real.

But then I thought about online friends. And fandom. At least fandom should fall in the "not real" category. But it doesn't feel not real. Despite the long distances and the fact that I can't just call someone and say, "let's go out and get drunk cuz I'm mad as hell." Online friends can feel as "real" as friends who live 2 miles away. Certainly more real than a lot of work-based friendships which are, again weirdly, in a more artificial environment than fandom/online is to me.

Am I making any sense?

Am I totally crazy? (never mind about that last question, I don't really want to know.)

And you know, I'll totally blame the vodka.

And no I haven't yet posted to Monster.com. But I am almost done with the resume, except for the description of my current job. I'm so f'ing mad at that job than I'm not sure I can do a professional job at describing it. And if I don't post the resume tonight, I'll be so cooled off in the morning I likely won't post it.

And Hubby just called, he's on the way home and offered to pick up fresca so I won't make myself sick on this red stuff.

Oh and thanks to everyone who pointed me in the direction of some new icons. But while I was purusing and saving, I didn't think to save an "angry" icon. Preferably one of Dean. Anyone got one (or two, or three)?

mrsr58 (or someone) give me some phrases about SPN Addicts Anonymous.  I'm actually going to try to work up a logo and my brain is BLANK!  I need some jump-starting.

ETA:  fickleone replied in the comments and got me thinking about a logo that somehow used the boys' tattoo.  I'd started a project several days ago along the same lines, but couldn't find a decent image of the actual tattoo.  So started playing with these..


Change of subject.

How's work growyourwings?  Not bad actually.  After my "Mr. Ugly" meltdown of the other day, I must have gotten it out of my system.  However, something interesting happened THE VERY NEXT DAY.


So we'll see.  I worked from home today--put in about 12 hours--but it was all good.  I wasn't intending on working from home--but I kept getting pulled into crisis emails/phonecalls/issues that kept preventing me from getting out the door.  Tomorrow I'm supposed to work from home to try to complete some online training.  Of course I know what I'll end up doing is more non-training work stuff.  I can never concentrate on training.  But I need it for my professional certification.

Meanwhile I feel like playing with Photoshop.  Hence the request at the top of the post.  The only problem with starting a Photoshop project this late at night is that if I get involved I may not get to sleep until 2 am.

I just rewatched the Seasons of Love QAF fanvid. 

Just makes me smile.  So hard and wide.  Fills me with such warmth and love.  *sigh*

Man I love those characters!

So then I envisioned going out for drinks with Emmett and Debbie and how they would just take MY side on this.  And then I'd feel better.

Yeah, so I'm pitiful and need imaginary friends from a TV show to get over a pet peeve.  So what?  It worked!

Emmett and Debbie for the win!   \O/