Time flies
It's been the kind of week where you show up to work and you have three one-hour tasks for the day, so you start in on one of them and then you look up and realize that it's 7 p.m. and you aren't sure what happened to the day, because you haven't been frittering away time doing non-work stuff and yet you haven't finished even the first of the three one-hour tasks that you were going to do today. And then the same thing happens each of the next three days, and suddenly it's Friday.
Okay, so it's not quite that bad; I did finish Monday morning's main one-hour task by midafternoon yesterday, and I even finished Wednesday morning's main one-hour task by around 10 p.m. last night.
In the mean time, it's been a week of mood swings. On the plus side, belated chocolate birthday cake at work. On the minus side, have spent too much of the week feeling generally criticized and put-upon (and sorry for myself), not helped by the string of four thumbs-down reviews of SH stories at Tangent Online. Ah, well, can't win 'em all.
Also on the plus side:
Kam got me a ticket to see Laurie Anderson tomorrow! Looking forward to that, though a bit cautiously, since the only other time I've seen Anderson perform live, it wasn't really my cup of tea. (Unfortunate, because for about the first ten years of my liking Anderson's work, during the time when I think I would've really enjoyed her concerts a lot, every time I had a chance to see her something went wrong. I think there were at least three concerts on two coasts that got cancelled, and other times she was in town the one weekend I was away, or I got sick, or various other factors interfered.) But her latest performance (she tends to reinvent herself every few years) does sound more to my liking. And iIrc, the way it went was that I saw a review in the paper of a concert she did in Berkeley a month or two back, and I pouted to Kam that I was disappointed to have missed the concert, and Kam said, "Well, she'll be back in April, in Palo Alto, and I got you a ticket for that." It is a good thing to have a Kam in one's life.
Also, back last Thursday, when I was posting that "Blessed" journal entry, I remembered that I'd been intending to buy all of Lui Collins's albums on CD (I have most of them on LP and tape), but that one of them had been temporarily sold out when I'd last stopped by her Web site. (I forgot last time to mention that Lui Collins is not the same as Judy Collins, in case anyone was wondering. Lui Collins is a New England singer/songwriter; she does a lot of personal songs about her life, plus kids' songs, several Jane Yolen poems set to music, bunch of good stuff. Nice tunes, good lyrics, occasionally very funny. Singing along to "Blessed" with 300 other audience members in a small hall in Philadelphia was one of the high points of my life, and "Wildflower Song" is my favorite love song, infectiously happy, sweet despite the narrator's attempts at cynicism. Some of her stuff is a little bit too New Agey for me, but a fair number of my favorite songs are by her.) So I went and looked, and lo and behold, the missing album was back in stock. So I ordered six albums online. On Monday morning, I drove in to work thinking, hmm, I wonder when those albums are likely to show up. This being a small webstore, whoever's processing orders probably won't even see mine for another day or two, and then another few days to fill the order, and then several days to cross the country. . . . So probably not for another week or two. But when I arrived at work, there were the CDs. Way cool. Listened to them for much of Monday.
. . . Clearly I don't have anything deep or meaningful to say here. I'd better go to work.