| October 17th; freakout city | |
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Today has been a very pressureful day because both of the projects I'm working on have deadlines today and while one of them went off without a hitch (I hope—I didn't exercise my normal amount of editorial control over this one) the other one, which involves two sets of web files and a pair of CDs burned, is NOT going well. First, miscommunication between myself and Tycen caused problems. Then, we were forced to use the slow, old equipment that we hate to use to burn the CDs. The WebPub freaked out. Then i freaked out. then we all had a meeting about something else, which was a Bad Idea. I don't know. i love this company, but a lot of the time it feels like a madhouse. I love having things in my mouth. Having a pen in my mouth to chew on makes my thought processes so much clearer. i don't smoke, but I love cigarettes. If I could get away with it, i'd be hunched over the keyboard all day long with a clove in my mouth and a scowl on my face. i'm just that kind of kid. Anyway. gottago. stufftodo. "But then i never had to worry about a crash landing, because I never even took off."
Sounds: Krisworld ver. 1 (mix tape) Words: Prozac Nation, Elizabeth Wurtzel
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