UGH!

Each day of this week has crawled crawled crawled slower than a slug on a drug....maybe it's because one of my mostest favoritest peoples in the world is crashing at my pad and at home having fun while I rot here. Maybe it's because after two and half years I have mastered the art that is my job and my daily tasks (which I have mastered) now take two seconds instead of all day. Maybe it's because typically July (around the corner) is the slowest month of the year for the promo products industry. But all I know is this morning I did a bunch of stuff, went to print my tickle report (which, when I am committed, takes only two hours of an 8 hour day to go through) looked at the clock and expected it to be close to lunch time but instead it was close to 9am. Yes folks, 9am with two hours of real work to do. Crap.

So I pulled out my client list--I have about 200 or so clients that by the end of the day I will need to get rid off. I am more than halfway through that list, double-checking it. It may take another 20 minutes or even 30 to get through the other half. Then I might drink some water. Enough so I have to go to the bathroom, which takes up another few minutes. For real though, it's about dedication-I have to MAKE THE SALE so in all honesty if I don't have a chore, I make one. Call a client, woo a client, close a deal--I have a list of like, 700 total clients or more that I have to tweak. Constantly tweak. Our 6 month purge is coming up, hence the getting rid of some of them, I need to be at 400 (magic number). I am taking some co-workers to lunch because I decided I need to bond with them. I suggested a place awaysaway so that might take a few extra minutes too. Also, I might get sick tomorrow. Not sure though, I have to weigh the options of using a sick day over coming in to an excruciatingly slow day.......

Later I will start on my other list of clients, all 600 of them, and make sure I don't want to get rid off them. This will take me a couple of days, which is good, because, like I said before, I have a lot of time on my hands. Making money for toys and oatmeal.

I just left an enticing message for an M SHEA at (very popular magazine, name hidden to protect something). Yep, gotta inspire these people to call me back and give me money-I told her about the new polycarb bottle that came in yesterday! Yesterday! It holds a mini iPod or a set of keys. Who wouldn't want that? Shoot, I do. Only a few minutes have passed. Back to my tickles!

I feel like I live in a strange time warp. Time moves really slowly because my senses are heightened and with the harmony of all my senses working together minutes are like hours.

Which is interesting because lately I do feel that my spiritual self has catapulted forward in leaps and bounds and I love my life outside of work enormously! But here it is the dregs of existence. Just a dull gray color really.

bugs

i been in texas for less than 8 hours and i got like-6 bugbites. but i'm not complaining for the people here are fantabulous. abi jenny tyler and keaton. the doll.

brevity

Mayfest has been aptly re-named BEER DAYS by the Malos. I saw a lot of people in Leiderhosen (is that how you spell it?) I also saw a lot of beer-in little mugs and big mugs, and DOGS. My neighborhood officially wins the "MOST NUMBER OF UNIQUE DOGS" contest in the city of Chicago. They were fabulous.

In the hood....

I was rather pleased when I got to the Western Brown Line stop yesterday morning to note the newly installed Port-o-Potties....."Someone has finally recognized the fact that people need to pee before they get home!" I thought.....no more uncomfortable walks......wanting to hold myself with the abandon of a child....no more cursing the light that turned red just as you got to it, no more counting each step in my head...praying that the 5 block walk home would somehow magically turn into a one block walk, no more having to pre-plan and pee before I leave the study circle/party/restaurant/job/doctor's app/seance/hypnotist.....thank goodness, you know? Someone's looking out.

And then this morning when I arrive at the Western Brown Line, more has been added-orange cones and the like-because they have closed off that part of Lincoln Ave, and contrary to what I originally thought, the Potties are there for the Annual MAYFEST, which starts tonight. Which, you know, a place to pee at the train station woulda been nice, (although admittedly--maybe a more permanent installation rather than a nasty POPottie) but I am ACTUALLY more excited for the MAYFEST. The first of many of my neighborhood's summer street festivals and I can't tell you how cool it will be to walk around my neighborhood this summer. Picture me jumping up and down in delight. Clapping my hands like a little girl. My inner child is surfacing. May demand to be out all summer-jumping up and down, squirming when she has to pee-that kind of stuff. I might scare you. Don't worry, it's just my inner child. She's mostly harmless. And she enjoys dancing.

Woot.