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Oct. 6th, 2015 12:09 pmApparently, being at work is bad for my mental health. I get way more anxious and the parts of my brain trying to kill me are more believable at work. I need to make some changes, apparently.
Also, coworker is making me cranky. She's trying to foist off some troubleshooting on me and also trying to make me the owner of it. Suck it up, buttercup, and DO YOUR DAMN JOB.
Dance class last night was...interesting. Miss "Refined Sugar is the DEVIL" girl was there, as was Space Invader M. I did get a nod of approval from Teacher M when I pulled Space Invader into the middle of our drill lineup so that she'd have people on both sides of her who knew what they were doing. She's apparently auditioning or something for a big dance weekend in NY with Dance Grandpa. I don't know what it means and I don't particularly need to know much more than the "Woe is me! I must polish a 6 minute piece! And get into better shape! And not bring shame upon the heads of my teachers". Whatever.
We started a new choreography last night and it will be interesting. The drum solo is over, done with, quite cute, but over. We're on to a modern Egyptian piece full of TEH DRAMAH, guitar, violin, piano, saxophone, and orchestral backing. It will likely be lovely - I'm afraid we're going to be adding veils to the beginning - and may be something that I enjoy. The song is over the top, but it suits Teacher M pretty well.
I have new books to read! "Ancillary Mercy", "White Trash Zombie Gone Wild", and a new episode of "Indexing: Reflections".
Alex was still super sleepy this morning and had a bit of a meltdown when I went to work. Apparently, he also melted down last night when Momma wasn't home. I promised to be home close to dinner time and to read him some more of the Dragonbreath book tonight. Poor kiddo. We all got spoiled by last week's vacation.
Also, coworker is making me cranky. She's trying to foist off some troubleshooting on me and also trying to make me the owner of it. Suck it up, buttercup, and DO YOUR DAMN JOB.
Dance class last night was...interesting. Miss "Refined Sugar is the DEVIL" girl was there, as was Space Invader M. I did get a nod of approval from Teacher M when I pulled Space Invader into the middle of our drill lineup so that she'd have people on both sides of her who knew what they were doing. She's apparently auditioning or something for a big dance weekend in NY with Dance Grandpa. I don't know what it means and I don't particularly need to know much more than the "Woe is me! I must polish a 6 minute piece! And get into better shape! And not bring shame upon the heads of my teachers". Whatever.
We started a new choreography last night and it will be interesting. The drum solo is over, done with, quite cute, but over. We're on to a modern Egyptian piece full of TEH DRAMAH, guitar, violin, piano, saxophone, and orchestral backing. It will likely be lovely - I'm afraid we're going to be adding veils to the beginning - and may be something that I enjoy. The song is over the top, but it suits Teacher M pretty well.
I have new books to read! "Ancillary Mercy", "White Trash Zombie Gone Wild", and a new episode of "Indexing: Reflections".
Alex was still super sleepy this morning and had a bit of a meltdown when I went to work. Apparently, he also melted down last night when Momma wasn't home. I promised to be home close to dinner time and to read him some more of the Dragonbreath book tonight. Poor kiddo. We all got spoiled by last week's vacation.
