Wug I manage, apparently
Dear Lexifab,
By winstoninabox, at
7:54 PM
Mostly my reasons for not responding to FFs have been (a) no time and (b) I haven't seen the movie in question. But I really like the new Battlestar, so I felt I should make an effort.
Monday, March 14, 2005
This is a word I just invented (wow, way to namecheck the mission statement, dude) to express my current energy levels: tired, disinterested, and just plain not into it. “How do you fell, Dave?” you might be inclined to enquire, to which I would succinctly reply “Utterly wug”. Due to a stinking, horrid headache I went to bed early last night - by which I mean, I struggled valiantly through to the end of Miss Marple at ten o'clock and did not follow through with a planned three hour stint of Warcraft-ing. I am a rock of virtuous self-control, I tell you.
Really, I think I was shagged out from a pretty hard day of renovation and errandry. While Fi repainted all the walls we stained with lacquer, plaster and glue over the holidays, I sanded and lacquered another set of doors (the one exposed to full sunlight, which was probably where I started to go wrong and overheat). We also made a trip to the dump, a trip to the hardware store to get our bench saw repaired – someone had machine-tightened one of the screws that holds the blade on, which meant when we tried to replace it, we succeeded only in shredding the screw – and did the week’s food shopping. I also reviewed a large number of CV’s to try to reduce the number of interviews I have to run this week (more on work in a minute).
Saturday was more fun: burdened by increasingly massive arses and bellies, Fi and I decided that a fitness regimen able to be conducted in front of the telly is the only kind we’re likely to commit to, so we went shopping for some kind of exercise apparatus. We had a vague idea that we were after something sort of ski-like that works arms and legs at the same time was the way to go, and after sampling a variety of bikes, rowing machines, treadmills and other exotica, it turned out we were more or less on the mark. We are now the proud owners of the thumping great “elliptical trainer” that currently occupies a not-inconsiderable portion of the living room. Whee. This hilarious device requires the user (or ‘victim’) to maintain a sort of standing pedalling motion while exerting a deathgrip on two pendulous swing-arms. At the moment the best I have managed is 5 minutes continuous use, which is indicative of its utter necessity, I suspect.
As of last Monday, I am the manager on a followup project to the one I helped compete last year. I was tempted to refer to this as Project Whatthehellweretheythinkingputtingmeincharge when talking about it on Lexifab, but on reflection that was pretty hard to type, so instead I shall call it Project Porkpie, which is the first thing I thought of when trying to come up with a name. I’m pretty sure that’s how it’s usually done.
My first job is recruiting the team leader who will do all the actual work, under my supposed supervision/direction. Having reviewed eight CV’s from highly competent and experienced technical project managers, I feel certain that I am hopelessly unqualified to greet them of a morning, let alone lead them. Nevertheless, they are paying me more, so I shall valiantly go and do…whatever.
Project Porkpie is in safe hands. You betcha.
2 Comments:
Thanks for the comment on the Film Forensic of Battlestar Gallactic. The feedback has so far been pretty slim for the FFs, so I was really happy to see something.
Plus did I mention that Starbuck is hot?
