Dun-dun-dun da dun duh do-do do, dobitty-do do do-be do do

Today I slept in until around 8:00 AM because I ended up getting to sleep kinda late last night, and didn't feel like being exhausted all day at work.  Smart on me, cause I felt pretty good all day instead.

I had a lovely bike ride into work this morning, pleased with myself for noticing the giant effing truck in front of me was going to make a right hand turn across my path without using his blinker before he actually did it.

Anyway.

Got to work a smidge after 9:00 AM, I think, and proceeded to spend most of the day finishing up documentation for this 'ere project I've been working on for what feels like forever.

Finally finished it up around 4:00 PM, and amazingly moved on to something completely unrelated for the first time... I don't really remember.

YAY.  


Ahem.

Booyah.

Left work around 7:00 PM, after spending an hour mid-day working on some music stuff.

Biked home via the Charles for a bit of relaxation, got home.  Figured if this job of mine isn't going to help make me a rockstar, it can at least buy me some dinner.  Ordered some Indian from India Castle.  It arrived around 8:30 PM.

Spent the next few hours working on West Coast Blues.

Am exhausted.

Playing a bit of Warpgate.

Grumbling at Apple for not telling me "Your iPad's at the store!  Come get it!"

Punks.

That's okay - the next few days will have their highlights.

Pending evaluation

Today began around 7:30 AM or so, I think.  No run this morning - I think we're both feeling kinda overly-busy and crazy through next weekend.

Instead, got ready and wandered out the door a bit late.  We met Mr. Eric Fields (by chance) at the Porter T stop, and I freaked him out by wandering up unannounced and close-walking next to him.  Sorry, Eric!  I think it confused him for a piece.

Said my goodbyes to Julia and Eric at the Kendall stop - they were going on to South Station to catch a bus to NYC for the day.  (Crazy, they know.)  I made it into work by around 10:00 AM.

Felt kinda messed up today.  I don't know what I did, but I just did not eat right, or something, and felt completely wacky until around 4:00 PM when my brain/body chemistry finally evened themselves out.  Frustrating.  Managed to get a few things done, though.  Not as much as I would have preferred, but we do what we can.

Left work around 5:30 and took the T back home.  Had a bite to eat and beat Plants vs. Zombies adventure mode (!!) while I ate.  Around 7:30 PM (I don't know where the time went) I moseyed over to Dave's for a lesson.  We got started maybe 8:20 PM.  Or, rather, we got talking around 8:20 PM.  I think we got to the lesson bit around 9:00 PM, and that lasted until around 10:00 PM.  So I got back home around, I think, 11:00 PM or so.  Maybe a touch earlier, I don't know.

So we talked a lot about what I'm supposed to do for my evaluation next (not this) weekend.

Play West Coast Blues with folks - melody, comping, and solo.
Play Tune Up with folks - ditto.
Learn a few bars of a Wes Montgomery solo for WCB.  Play it at the beginning of my solo thang.
Play Eb Lydian for people.

This is scary.

We broke the whole thing down into tasks, cause Dave's awesome.  Basically... a bunch of stuff I need to do between now and next Friday night.  I think I need to re-prioritize a few things this next week to make room.  It just kinda... has to happen.  I need this to go well, and for me to feel like I actually did a good job, as opposed to just kinda squeaking by.  Or, at least, did the best I was able to.

I'm trying to figure out if there's some way I can get some practice in during the workday around lunch time.  Bleh.  Maybe I can roof deck it... I dunno.  I can't think of anywhere in the building I could actually practice.  I kinda need to, though.  Urgh.

So once home, I rearranged a few things in here.  Tried putting the whiteboard in a portrait orientation on my little black desk/table, rather than on top of my dresser in crazy-landscape-ness.  It feels much more natural, even though the tray is running vertical and, thus, useless. It fits in the space better.

What is all that bass?  Tell me you people are going to give it a rest.  Ugh.  Sounds like a drum corps somewhere near by.

Anyway, I think that's about all the steam I have for the day.

Tomorrow is Friday?  Holy crap.

Junky days gone right, eventually

We're going to try a new thing tonight, boys and girls.

It's called "getting to sleep before midnight!"  Exciting, isn't it!

Originally, we were going to try something a bit more difficult called "getting in bed at 10:00 PM and being asleep by 11:00 PM," but that proved to be a bit beyond our current capabilities.  Its difficulty was compounded by the discovery that I could create the coolest, most dreamy textures ever by setting Garage Band to "Dream Pop" and then using a slide to play the first string on a guitar about a centimeter from the bridge.  Stuff like that.  Glorious.  I think it needs to become part of a song.

The difficulty of the original plan was also exacerbated by the delicious, straight rye whiskey Eric brought me around 10:00 PM.  I couldn't very well not drink it, nor could I not finish the beer I had already started.

Don't judge me.

But, here I am, 11:20 or so, and I've made it to bed.  All that remains is to tell you fine people about my day.

I woke up very grumpy.

I hated the weather, I disliked my clothing choices for the day (and, indeed, ended up looking like a bum), and wasn't thrilled with my prospects for the day at work.  Not a good start.

It didn't get much better throughout the day, though everyone else's cheery attitude certainly helped a bit.  I did manage to get a lot of bugs fixed, which is good.  Otherwise, Hillary and I camped out in Trinidad all day (the conference room, not the island).  Marty figured we were hiding.  I kinda was.  Don't know about H.  Just really wasn't feeling particularly social.  Sometimes, there are emotional days, it seems.  I do my best to get through them.

Eventually, Hillary and I left work around 7:00 PM.  The place was empty except for Vita.

Upon returning home, I had a little something to eat (can you guess what it was?), then headed over to Jason's place for an hour or so.  We talked about what Allurent does, mostly.  Was cool.  We also, briefly, played a Tetris game (on the Internets) where the whole screen rotates instead of the piece.  Awesome spin (hah!) on the game.

After an hour or so there, I came home, got out my geetar, and practiced some West Coast Blues.  Then, well, the Dream Pop stuff started, etc., and you've already heard about that.

Yeah.  So, well, the day ended better than it started.  And now, I should sleep!  It's still before midnight!

Children, Calls, Coding, Cereal, Corona, and Catching up on sleep

Hoowah.

So my brother and the kiddos left this morning.  I spent at least 45 minutes lying in bed reading to them while Chris packed up everything and took it out to the car.  That was a lot of fun!  As a result, I got to work a bit later than I would have preferred.  But, just in time for a 10:00 AM call, luckily.

I accomplished what needed to be accomplished today, which involved sending a bunch of e-mail and actually getting some coding done.  WOO coding!  I like coding.  Coding is fun.  Coding is special.  YEAH!

Ahem.

I left work at approximately 5:00 PM so I could get home, get some practice, and remind myself what West Coast Blues is like.  Swingin' song.  Oh, and I had some cereal.  Oh, and I took an hour or so to re-arrange my furniture again.  Not that I'm making it different than it was, but rather that I'm arranging it in its old positions again.  6' by 6' tents, you know.  They take up room, and I had to move stuff all out of the way.

Following the lesson, which went okay, though I feel like we didn't have a lot to bring to the table today, I came home, had a Corona, and ate some trail mix while cleaning up my inbox.  1600 messages from last February?  ARCHIVED, biotch!

Umm.  ... yeah.  Uneventful - I'm going to go catch up on some sleep.

Dwah, dwah do-be-do-do

Going to client offices is, ultimately, exhausting.  Simply the act of going to some foreign place where you're trying to do your best to be helpful, explain things, solve problems, etc., is rough.

So, yeah, by 3:00 PM I was frickin' done.

I left the office around 5:00 PM and went home to practice and choose some songs that I want to learn to play next.  I chose West Coast Blues (Wes Montgomery), cause I like it.  At my lesson, Dave was playing Killer Joe (I forgot the name of the personage who wrote it), and we decided maybe I should learn that one too.

Uhh.  Oh!

So this morning I got up all nice and early and headed out a bit after 8:00 AM so I could meet Tara and Hillary in Porter.  I ended up at Cafe Zing in the Porter Square Book Store, hanging out, drinking coffee, eating a lemon scone.  It was crumbly and delicious.  Some woman came into the place after tying up her little puppy on a bench outside.  I watched the dog kinda wander around in a circle a bit, sit, decide it was too cold to sit, stand, try to sit again, get cold and stand, etc.  Then, she goes back outside and the dog freaks out with happiness to see her, jumping all over her.  I think it was just about the cutest thing ever.  The woman next to me turned and goes, "Oooh!  Thank goodness Mom is back!"  Exactly what he must have been thinking.

There, that's your cute moment of the day.

... And that's about all I got.  Long day, but a good one, generally.