(no subject)
Dec. 3rd, 2001 09:52 amI am an orange frog and a constable I've never heard of. Whee.
The weekend was pretty good, considering I was depressed as hell. Our office Christmas party consisted of zipping around on a yacht in the wind and rain, which was pretty cool. Some of us behaved all crazy-fashion and ran up onto the bow while we were going about 40mph, which was extremely cool. The whole operation took too long, but I did get to see the scary demon trees at Bill Gates' friggin' hotel on the shore of Lake Washington. And yesterday I did absolutely nothing but play video games.
When I'm this depressed, having to come to work is actually a good thing. Any more or less and it goes back to being bad, but at this level it provides just enough of a kick in the ass, and there's more light and stimulation at work so I can stay going once I get going.
Don't get me wrong, mornings still suck.
The weekend was pretty good, considering I was depressed as hell. Our office Christmas party consisted of zipping around on a yacht in the wind and rain, which was pretty cool. Some of us behaved all crazy-fashion and ran up onto the bow while we were going about 40mph, which was extremely cool. The whole operation took too long, but I did get to see the scary demon trees at Bill Gates' friggin' hotel on the shore of Lake Washington. And yesterday I did absolutely nothing but play video games.
When I'm this depressed, having to come to work is actually a good thing. Any more or less and it goes back to being bad, but at this level it provides just enough of a kick in the ass, and there's more light and stimulation at work so I can stay going once I get going.
Don't get me wrong, mornings still suck.