Jul. 2nd, 2003

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Weird. We actually had a good department meeting this morning. Not that they're usually BAD--but this one was exceptionally good. There's a new person who's going to be the new design/production/manuscript editorial honcho. This is a little weird because design/production has always been separate from ms ed. (though we work closely together). And they'll still be separate, but this person is going to help up streamline our processes and make things a lot easier. I know "streamline our processes" sounds like some sort of managementspeak that really means "institute a whole lot of bullshit that no one wants or needs," but she really seems sharp and everyone has a good outlook on it. So I think it'll be good. I know both departments have been running way too hard lately, so anything that can help address that will be a good thing.
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Had a good lunch with Margaret today. Margaret's awesome--a good friend, a good listener, and a good talker. And she knows her restaurants. We had Chinese at Royal Palace. Totally kick-ass. Got some good advice about some things too. Now I guess I should get some of this crap off my desk. *sigh*
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Someone mentioned rats and it made me think of the time I found a rat in the freaking toilet bowl. I heard this splashing coming from the bathroom, but the door was open and I could see there was no one in there. And sure enough that joker was flailing around like a freak. I tried to flush the little bugger, but he wouldn't go down. Finally I managed to get him into the wastebasket with the help of a plunger (don't ask me how, it was a miracle) and took his ass outside to throw him in the yard. Scared the bejeesus out of me. It was quite a while before I could use that toilet without much trepidation.
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Arrrrrgggh, I had this long post about Ace Frehley's solo album and my lifelong KISS fascination halfway written last night, left it on the client, and fucking restarted my computer today without saving or posting! I hate that. Lost words mean lost thoughts, and I can't be sparing those! Someone will PAY.
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I WANT A TELEGRAM STOP SOMEBODY SEND ME A TELEGRAM STOP WAIT I GUESS THOSE OFTEN CARRY BAD NEWS STOP AT LEAST IN THE MOVIES STOP MAYBE I SHOULD RETHINK THIS TELEGRAM NONSENSE STOP

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