the sound and the fury

i am in an unbelievably foul temper this morning. it's like i'm getting a simultaneous combination of the ladycycle insanity (from which i did not suffer this month) and the bitchiness of the ten days i did not smoke (from which i also did not suffer at the time). divine vengeance upon my head for not suffering beastheathen insanity while these things were actually happening. basically, there is to be no reasoning with me for a few hours, i think. which is why it's probably very good that the head of our IT department is nowhere to be found online; i'd have a pretty piece to say to him, and he is not really deserving of this sort of vitriol. mildly, because it's the team out there that is largely responsible for the two-week delay on our website release. which is neither here nor there. if bosslady comes back spitting fire and frothing about why the site has not made an appearance, i have no compunction about pointing fingers to hong kong. sad, but true. but we've upheld our end of the bargain out here. dammit.

anyway. trying to focus on the positive. while the roiling blackness of this mood is kind of a nostalgic thrill trip (my preoccupation of the last few months has kept me from this particular threshold), it requires entirely too much energy. so, let's examine the plus side, here. ten things about which i am pleased:

1. my father, after a long disappearance, has finally resurfaced. i'm starting to suspect that he's not actually a businessman, but a secret agent. long trips to exotic locales? no communication while he's away? i feel that all signs point to "ridding the world of evil." either that, or he's a superhero. or possibly a merchant marine.

2. the temperature has dropped a little bit, so it's actually only 'wicked hot' instead of 'fucking hot.'

3. i am listening to peggy lee.

4. i got my favorite pants back from roos, after weeks of complete slackness on my part.

5. tonight, pizza and beer at the gate with the tribe. assuming we don't get rained on, it's going to be a nice decompressor at the end of the day.

6. roos brought my back the loveliest gift from his cruise, and i adore it. it's sitting on the green desk of infinite happiness and bringing me much shiny boxy joy.

7. i am wearing flat shoes and clean underwear. for those of you who had actual contact with me yesterday, you know this is a step up.

8. i finally remembered to bring the book-o-cd's home from the office, so that i may transfer them to the pod. this has been an event several weeks in the making; proof that i am, in fact, the biggest flake EVER.

9. i actually went to kickboxing yesterday for the first time in forever, and while my ass is still somewhere in the middle of next week, i can actually move today.

10. three words: reliable phone communication. even a couple hours later than expected. so sexy.

there. ten things for me to focus on to keep the angry swirls floating about my head outside and away from the cranium.

p.s. an eleventh thing: the song 'hey julie' by fountains of wayne. it's making my really, really happy.