I am sitting in a meeting… he is standing in front of me and we are looking at information using a projector.

He and I just got into it again. He wants changes on a fucking website that we are supposed to launch Monday. And I am trying to explain that the programmers will need time to change things and he says, “You have to understand how to manage. You’re in charge. They have to get it done by Monday.”

Hi people… it’s fucking 11:30 on a Thursday! There are corruption files with the site already, so the programmers are scrambling to fix that (mind you, these programmers are in a different state—lucky bastards—and they work for the CMS that we don’t even fucking pay for) and it takes TIME to write new programming info and they don’t work on weekends. Hello?!

So then I try to explain this, and he says (getting all heated), “You shouldn’t worry about your personal relationship with [name of one guy].”

I replie, “That has nothing to do with anything. This is a programming thing that TAKES TIME. And I’m not even dealing with [that guy], I’m dealing with [head programmer guy].”

So he said, “I don’t care if it’s with [insert first guy name, second guy name, and five other random names]. They have to get it done. If they say “No,” you have to call me immediately and I will call their boss and it WILL GET DONE.”

I replied, “It’s not that they tell me ‘No,’ it’s that there is a time factor. AND, the real problem is that every. single. time. they try to get stuff done RIGHT NOW, it ends up breaking and causing problems. We don’t want that. We need it to work right the first time.”

His response?

“No, we need to start making money.”

I. FUCKING. HATE. MY. BOSS.

This, btw, is one of those “I will not cry” days. Also known as, “I will get to have a cigarette and a large glass of vodka when this is over.”

Actually, most of the day was just blah… but we did go to the favorite restaurant with the Mozambique and the Borba and the espresso, so that made it far more fabulous. (The coworker is back—YAY! Happy! Joy!)

Then I just got off the phone with an old friend who graduated from college with me. She has been very worried about getting a good job, so she’s been stressed. But… she was just offered a very, very plum job with an awesome political foundation in D.C. (her dream). They are paying to fly her down, paying to move her down and they want her ASAP. Since I apparently send out getting-a-new-fabulous-job vibes, I will now concentrate all of my attention toward Anne. (I don’t want you to have to marry for citizenship if he isn’t dreamy… 😉 )

Oh and Netflix arrived today… yay again. “L’Auberge Espagnole”—I know, I know, but I love this movie—and “The Last Kiss”… what can I say? I like foreign films and indies.

Hmmm… what else, what else.. oh yes, the outsider’s birthday present (the last part) arrived. And now the worst part of birthdays has begun… the damn waiting. I want to give it nooooooowwwwww. I love giving presents—natural high, kinda like flirting. 😉

Sadly, the guest is having a bad day… so besos y abraza mi hermano. Prometo mejores dias para venir.

There’s something weird about Tuesdays. It’s not Monday, so no end-of-the-weekend blues. It’s not Wednesday, so there’s no thank-god-the-week-is-halfway-over sighs. It’s not Thursday or Friday, the days-that-aren’t-really-meant-for-work… just weekend planning. No, it’s Tuesday.

In my world, we publish on Tuesday. Basically, this means that Tuesdays are comprised of several stressful and highly-charged hours. Typically that also means the coworker and I have a fabulous late lunch.. with liquor. Sadly, she was still sick today, so no wonderful lunch… just an obnoxious day.

EXCEPT… there is a shining light on Tuesdays. iTunes adds new music.. yay, yay, yay! And I just spent some cash… and found a new group that I like: Phoenix. Very good stuff.

Other New Stuff (because my iTunes Library isn’t big enough at 3,321 songs…yowza):

• Frou Frou’s new altar ego Imogen Heap’s CD is only available in the UK, but there was a new single “Hide and Seek.” It’s rocking my world right now.
• Phoenix.. a band from France. A couple of interesting songs.. kinda rockish. It’s working for me.
• The Cast of Rent just put out “Seasons of Love”—It’s a great song. Y’know the one, goes like… “525,600 minutes..etc…how do you measure a year”
• The free track of the week is Daniel Powter.. he’s Canadian, song title is “Bad Day.” Reminds me of.. I don’t know. But it’s good.
• Oh, and Nickel Creek did an iTunes session. Love them.. they’re folk and bluegrass and very, very talented.

Sadly, the songs/artists I look for every time still aren’t up. Songs are… Aimee Mann’s version of “Shed a Little Light,” Alison Krauss and Sting doing “You Will Be My Ain True Love,” Bap Kennedy’s “Moonlight Kiss” and Eva Cassidy’s “Songbird.” Artists include Sia (Australian) and Corneille (France.. thanks Anne!). Then there is the ridiculously long list of entire CDs that I want—Peter Mulvey (several of his actually), Josh Ritter, Nick Drake, the new Lori McKenna and the new The Ben Taylor Band.

I might have a song addiction problem. Hmmm.

Oh well. It won’t kill me.

OK, moving this up from the comments because a) I love them and want to share, and b) I already uploaded them to the server (all that work, they need to be heard).

I love, love Missy Higgins! All for Believing and Any Day Now are two of my absolute favorites.

For the rest of you who don’t know who we are talking about, listen:

All for Believing, by Missy Higgins
Any Day Now, by Missy Higgins

And Misplacedpom if you like Missy, then you might like Eastmountainsouth: So Are You to Me and You Dance.

And definitely Abra Moore: Family Affair.

And Rachel Yamagata: I’ll Find a Way.

And Amos Lee: Speed the Sound of Loneliness.

It’s been an icky day. The coworker is out sick—possibly with strep, which means I might get that—and I get very, very lonely all by myself.

Oh, and then I fought with my mother… she’s having a bad day, too. Eh. Bum monkeys.

I’m getting some liquid joy now.

OK, normally I won’t write about what’s going on in the news, even though it fascinates me to no end. However, this is important and hardly anyone is talking about it.

The new Vice President of Sudan, John Garang, died in a helicopter crash yesterday. Why is this important you ask? Because this is the guy who signed a peace deal that ended 21 years of civil war—he is a hero to his country and his death is detrimental to the political atmosphere of Sudan.

More information…. the BBC has the best coverage and the Boston Globe has barely any, but the Washington Post is pretty good.