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Aug. 31st, 2004 03:32 pmSo last night I finished the set I was working on. Finally! Though to be fair, it took less time than pretty much any other thing I've done... but still. And if I do say so myself, it looks rather spiffy. Perhaps I'll try to get it together and take pictures sometime soon. I'll need film first. Or for someone to conveniently leave their digital camera lying around. Or maybe I just need
tyrus, though he's kind of got... stuff going on.
On the work front... boredom still reigns supreme. Apparently I have become more efficient, and I now have little to do. Still, it's a job, and it serves my purposes, but I'd be a bit more satisfied with my position if things were busier. Though to be fair, today we had an event that I helped put together, and it came off very well. Bonus points! Though I then got teased by the chef for a reason I won't go into here, though it was all very aboveboard. Weenie chef.
But so also at work... my coworker's on vaca. So I'm supposed to check her voicemail on occasion. So I did. Apparently someone is in the final decision-making stages and wants her to come back in for another interview. Uh yeah. This makes me feel weird. I mean, it's not like she doesn't tell me about these things, but... yeah, weird. Is she actually going to leave? I thought she'd decided against it, but then again, there have been unpleasant times this year and it's not like my plans are all about staying forever...
Also also at work, I've taken to wearing skirt-suits instead of pantsuits because I'm having trouble with sizes. And I know I shouldn't complain about losing weight, but you know, I really just cannot afford all new clothing to replace the stuff I have. Wearing baggy, falling-off clothing doesn't really look that great, no matter how skinny or fat one might be. Luckily I have some skirt-suits that I'd just kind of been avoiding wearing. So now people keep commenting on how good I look in them, and while it's nice in a way, it's just kind of... weird. When someone at work, someone who is most definitely not hitting on you, says that you're beautiful, how are you supposed to react? I mean, if I was all full of myself and thought it was true, there'd be a clear choice, but as there is... there's really not. I generally just say, "Uh, thanks. Yeah." It's not like I think I'm hideous or anything, mind you, I just don't... I don't know. I'm just me!
On the work front... boredom still reigns supreme. Apparently I have become more efficient, and I now have little to do. Still, it's a job, and it serves my purposes, but I'd be a bit more satisfied with my position if things were busier. Though to be fair, today we had an event that I helped put together, and it came off very well. Bonus points! Though I then got teased by the chef for a reason I won't go into here, though it was all very aboveboard. Weenie chef.
But so also at work... my coworker's on vaca. So I'm supposed to check her voicemail on occasion. So I did. Apparently someone is in the final decision-making stages and wants her to come back in for another interview. Uh yeah. This makes me feel weird. I mean, it's not like she doesn't tell me about these things, but... yeah, weird. Is she actually going to leave? I thought she'd decided against it, but then again, there have been unpleasant times this year and it's not like my plans are all about staying forever...
Also also at work, I've taken to wearing skirt-suits instead of pantsuits because I'm having trouble with sizes. And I know I shouldn't complain about losing weight, but you know, I really just cannot afford all new clothing to replace the stuff I have. Wearing baggy, falling-off clothing doesn't really look that great, no matter how skinny or fat one might be. Luckily I have some skirt-suits that I'd just kind of been avoiding wearing. So now people keep commenting on how good I look in them, and while it's nice in a way, it's just kind of... weird. When someone at work, someone who is most definitely not hitting on you, says that you're beautiful, how are you supposed to react? I mean, if I was all full of myself and thought it was true, there'd be a clear choice, but as there is... there's really not. I generally just say, "Uh, thanks. Yeah." It's not like I think I'm hideous or anything, mind you, I just don't... I don't know. I'm just me!
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Date: 2004-08-31 12:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-01 08:09 am (UTC)On the whole, I'm glad I have to dress up for work. It's like putting armor on. :)
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Date: 2004-09-01 09:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-02 09:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-02 01:19 pm (UTC)it's funny how you find that "someone short is necessarily skinny". cause i generally find in department store petites that someone short is old, fat, likes elastic waists, pastels and otherwise has no sense of fashion.
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Date: 2004-09-03 05:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-03 03:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-01 07:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-01 08:10 am (UTC)I was reading some old entries...
Date: 2004-09-04 03:29 pm (UTC)I think I understand what you mean about beauty though, really I do. Lately I've been working out more, being more in touch with my body, and I feel better about myself, not necessarily because of it, but it's all part of the same issue. I like myself more, somehow. And until I acknowledged that maybe, just maybe, maybe I *am* beautiful, there was always a negative thing going on there. Like, yeah, I'm okay, but I'm nothing special, I'm not one of the beautiful people. But I guess I sort of am. And so are you, see?
well...yes...I think you sort of are. So there. ;-)