Month: August 2002

*yawn*
It was about 1.15 when I got home from work last night. Back in around 10ish this morning to try and sort this out and get it done.

I’m pretty tired right now… Today is Thursday. We get stuff sorted I’m going comic shopping to make up for it all 🙂

You’ve Got Bugs

So its late and we are just waiting for a couple of cabs to take us home. Looks like we could miss a deadline, couple of things are looking bad but we are getting there. None of them are mine I am relieved to say. I was expecting some but I think that was just a bad feeling. Tomorrow (well later today) is another day and we’ll see how it goes then. Home to sleep I think.

Went for a drink with Pat after work, we headed into The Porter House in town. Grabbed some dinner there and I don’t quite know why but I’m still feeling like taking it easy so cokes for the night. Saying that I did get some peach schnapps just before we left which was nice at the time, but not the best idea. Time for sleep now, I feel tired.

So.

Things could have been handled better, but then again can’t they always? Supposedly there is an update meeting scheduled for tomorrow afternoon but I didn’t check my calendar program before I left work. End of the day, I saw this coming a mile off and while I have a couple of points to raise in the meeting (since I assume it is a post mortem) nothing much has changed.

Almost done with a project and it is with kinda mixed feelings. I’m a lot less confident in it than others seem to be, but I guess that is just me. I should go to bed early, tomorrow will be a long day.

Today is Hiroshima Day, the anniversary of the first use of a bomb so powerful that it would come to threaten the existence of the human race. Only two such devices have ever been used, but now, a decade after the end of the cold war, the world faces new dangers of nuclear attack – from India, Pakistan, Iraq, al-Qaida, and even the US. Launching a special investigation into nuclear weapons, Paul Tibbets, the man who piloted the Enola Gay on its mission to Japan, tells Studs Terkel why he has no regrets – and why he wouldn’t hesitate to use it again.

‘One hell of a big bang’

I hate being fucked around

A couple of weeks ago I posted something here. The title was prophecy. I deleted it because I was fairly pissed off when I wrote it and I didn’t want to talk about work so negatively and in specific the project. It was basically that I had no confidence in the project going ahead and I was just waiting for it to be shitcanned. I also went on about how I didn’t feel that the people in question were being treated well and there appeared to be no inclination to do so.

I also deleted it because I hoped I was wrong. Right now I wish I had moved it into my draft section and I could republish it. Sometimes I just hate being right. Still we got an apology about stuff we had changed in our personal lives…along with being told we should not have changed anything in our lives, the trip was never that solid. I have a word for that…and that word is bullshit.

So, I am disappointed I was looking forward to this. I’m a little angry that we have been fucked around with like this and I guess bitter could fold into that. Overall though I’ve been pretty resigned to this for a while now and the last week has really just confirmed that.

I’ve been fucked around a lot here. This is the latest in a long line.

Being told in the corridor in front of a lot of people and slappind someone down for being angry obviously upset about it was not the best way to do it either. Fortunately or unfortunately as the case maybe I saw that one coming and said nothing. I’ll tell you one thing, I’d love to be a fly on the wall/screen for some conversations going on now.