Couples

I opened this blogging window twice this weekend and wasn't able to manage a word. There has been stuff happening but nothing of any real interest to anyone other than me.

Let's see, I met new AIPM boss Ian Baxter last Tuesday. At the same time, I found out that Rob is still hanging out with Katrina (who, I swear he told me, was his 'ex'), so that was devastating. I went with Colin and Carly (sales girl) and all they could talk about afterwards was how strange Ian looked, "sort of like a misshapened potato". Funnily enough, I didn't really notice. I thought he was kind of wobbly in a portly way but until they mentioned it I sort of skimmed over and physical misgivings.

I started to think, have I just become less observant? Then: perhaps I truly don't judge people on their appearances. Followed by: maybe I was too preoccupied with Rob and Katrina. And that whole series of thoughts made me feel totally pathetic.

And another thing, I've decided I never want to let any interviewee see his/her article prior to going to print. I was to ghostwrite - actually, dammit, I DID ghostwrite an article about three weeks before deadline and of course part of the deal was that the person with the byline was allowed to see it and make comments and ask me to change things.

He disliked the whole thing, but it was not at all fair that I was told this three days before deadline. So in the interests of time I rewrote the article with my byline using the interview I conducted for quotes. Foolishly, I allowed him and his marketing person to see it "for accuracy". I gave them a cut-off time, which passed, so I sent the article into design. Today, a week after deadline, I get an email from the marketing person saying "he wants to change a few things" (document was attached). On the one hand, FUCK OFF DEADLINE HAS PASSED. On the other, I have to be nice because these are the people who indirectly pay my bills.

By the way, I had my one-year review - all positive - and received my second pay rise of the month. The first one hadn't even gone through yet. Just on the side, N looks like she won't last long according to what Colin said about her work.

Went to see 'The Orphanage' at Govinda's with Ass on Friday night. We ate first and then rested our stomachs lying prone on the beds. Stuart called me in the afternoon asking if I wanted to see a movie so I invited him along as well, although he just came for the movie, which was freaky but actually better than I thought it was going to be. Stuart stayed the night and that's all I will say about that.

Saturday was filled with more optometry joy and shopping guilt and then I went home because I had my period and couldn't bring myself to try on more clothes. I read David Sedaris' 'When you are engulfed in flames' in one go and then spent ages trying to get through an old issue of 'The Believer'. Eventually I just went to bed.

Yesterday I did virtually nothing at all and it was bliss.

Today I had a 7am breakfast seminar to attend, and a luncheon. It's that kind of life.

Actually, I had lots of little bits to do in between, most of which I accomplished so I guess that made for a satisfying day, more or less. Except for the bit about the late-arriving changes (which, by the way, I couldn't open cos it was a .docx file and I'm on a Mac so I had to ask marketing person to resend, which she should already know because I had to ask her to resend the last lot of stuff as .rtf as well).

Some things that made me laugh...

In a Spectrum article (originally Washington Post) on Michael Caine, he recounts taking his mother around LA for the first time. It was spring and her malaprop is gold: "Look at it, all that hysteria, growing up the walls."

A humorous piece in The Big Issue called 'Before they decided on Kung Fu Panda' contains the following amusements:
* Lacrosse Camel
* Spoken Word Meerkat
* Chess Koala
* Jujitsu Pterodactyl
* Marbles Lion

That's about it. This week there are a lot of meetings, then on the weekend I'm going to my parents' place for my mum's birthday/retirement celebrations. I'm hoping my sister and I will spend Sunday morning watching Sir's 'Batman Begins' DVD on my parents' big screen TV (Rach hasn't seen it).