Vulcanized Rubber Band, Day 1

Well, after no anxiety attacks for quite a while, i was starting to think that i was ready to do this. Now i'm not so sure. They started on the way in to work this morning, and are continuing unabated. It's not at the level they were before i took my leave- i can still hold things together, but i'm having to consciously remind myself to breathe.
Damnit, i need to get out of here and into another job.

(no subject)

OK. Feeling better now. Wading through 12 weeks worth of e-mail, most of which is irrelevant should take most of the rest of the day.

(no subject)

Gods, but i work with some lazy damn people. I'm gone for twelve weeks, and absolutely no one bothers to look at any of the stuff i have test responsibility for during the entire time i was gone. So, i've got bug regressions to do now for stuff that got fixed twelve weeks ago, not to mention trying to figure out where things stand status-wise with the project. Must find job somewhere else. Soon.

(no subject)

One day back at work, three new job leads. One complete with glowing letter of recommendation from an old ride-share mate. Doubt it pays a living wage, but we'll see. Won't be too pessimistic yet.
"Now, GIR, let us rain some doom down on the filthy heads of our enemies." Let's see how fast i can put in my notice because something else has come along.
No, GIR, you can't sing the Doom song for the next seventeen hours....

Let's see what else is up. Weekend's agenda includes Dee and Travis' wedding tomorrow (and we get to dress up! Black velvet doublet and medieval shirt are definitely going to be part of the ensemble, and, as usual, i'm the "in case of emergency" representative of the clergy), and nothing definite tomorrow night or Sunday aside from going to pick up the wardrobes for the bedroom with damashita and Tari. Camilla's stopping by before the fashion show at the Catwalk tomorrow night, but i doubt i'll go to that. Will probably just stay in, put the wardrobes together and watch hockey.

While rooting around in the bags of clothing downstairs looking for the doublet, i got thinking about Hallowe'en costume parties. Not sure i'll go to any of the ones i've heard about so far, but thinking about it. Completely undecided as to what to wear if i do. Might be fun to dress out as the Red Army lieutenant-colonel (podpolkovnik) of communications troops i most assuredly wasn't.

Oh, My!

Some of those in attendance at coffee on Wednesday may have overheard me talking about recolouring my hair. Was debating doing some bleached streaking like last time, but decided not to- too labour intensive, and it makes the process a two day affair. Instead i picked a colour about two shades lighter than i usually go. Usually do dark auburns, which turn out almost purple-black for the first few weeks, but tried a copper-auburn this time.

I almost ended up with Tori hair- it's just slightly darker (or at least is in the light here, and may just be because it's not completely dry yet) than hers was in the Under the Pink days, which wasn't at all what i was expecting, but a welcome surprise. The lightened areas from the last bleaching stayed lighter than the rest, so it's a little highlight in places.

Off to bed. Gotta be up in Anacortes for the wedding at 9:30ish tomorrow.