like a weight

the sense of doom in this office is palpable. which is funny, because logically, we all know that no doom is really on its way.

unless you count the chairman of the board, whom i don't, not really. but he's coming to visit. on route to the managers' meeting in arizona, i'd imagine. scary vp man, now that's another story.

oh, and he's coming to visit too, have i mentioned that?

anyway. bosslady's a stress case because she has to go make a presentation concerning all the activities going down in this office for the past year in front of all the managers in the world. literally. our world, anyway. she's up in arms about the kids' site, continually demanding information from me that i had not yet been asked to gather. very frustrating, methinks.

when bosslady's a stress case, so are the rest of us. except for sally sue, who is a creature that resembles nothing that i've ever seen. brrrr.

the russian and i are speeding down the clock, trying to get the preliminary website done in time for the aforementioned managers' meeting. he's more stressed than i--right now, all i have to do is go through and clean some stuff up. i just overhauled the photo gallery. yeeha.

tomorrow is the next installment of newsletter hell. get ready for some pretty vitriolic missives from this corner.

arizona. though i am jealous of everyone who gets to go to this stupid meeting because it's NOT HERE (and i'm very big on not here right now), i am puzzled. arizona? we don't even have an office there. most mysterious.

okay. back to mass font changing and creating splash pages that lie.