8/24/09

We had a sort of picnic lunch here at the Argonut Café today. I ate, like, six bitty (1-1/2") hot dogs and four bitty (1") meatballs and an oatmeal-chocolate-chip cookie. None of which sounds too evil, until you know that this was after I'd already eaten my nice, healthy diet lunch (roasted turkey breast, organic brown rice, baked yam). Granted, it was hours after, but still. Diet.

I do love me some Sekrit Food. I, along with many other women, I understand, have Issues around Secret Eating. We feel ashamed of our hunger or our snacking or our unhealthy coping mechanisms or whatever* so we sneak around and eat when no one is looking. This time, of course, it was only Sekrit Eating because I didn't hear about the potluck until three hours after everyone else had finished eating, but that doesn't eliminate the thrill of taking six bitty hot dogs instead of the more restrained three or four I would have taken otherwise.* *

I'm still trying to keep my sticky little fingers off of the 'Nut campaigns today. In fact, I need to stop messing with most of them until the end of the week. I've been very peculiar creative in my campaign changes for the past couple of weeks. While I'm aware that I might have created a nightmare, I'm hopeful that some of the edits will turn out to be flashes of genius.

While I'm waiting, I have a few other tasks I can mess around with. NewBoss Anais wants to be educated on what she's seeing when she looks at the dashboard data from the agency they're hoping to use to replace me. We have an hour scheduled to discuss it tomorrow. Naturally I needed to do my homework first, so I got the login information, logged in, glanced at the ads, and checked that research off my list. Granted, writing ads isn't easy (I have to spend 20 hours a week at it and sometimes I'm tearing my hair out), but these people are supposed to be pros.

8/25/09

I'm impatient to see what last week's, shall we say, 'creative editing' did to the 'Nut campaigns but it's too soon to tell.

Today's Snack Score: Three bitty hot dogs and two cookies. And a package of those fluorescent orange crackers with 'peanut butter' filling. This is turning out to be a fun diet. Ahem.

Nothing else to report.

8/26/09

Oh, dear.

For lack of anything more constructive to do, I poked around in the new Webstrainer interface today and found a very cool toy. Geekish story short, it tells me what would have happened last week, had various settings been different on the campaigns and invites me to make changes based on that data.

Six hours--and hundreds of campaign edits--later, I remember that I was not making major edits this week, while I was waiting for last week's dust to settle.

Oops.

The most frustrating part is that I now have to wait some more to see what happens.

Would any of you fault me if I wound up spending most of tomorrow working on Gidget Stuff?

I mean, I tried just random goofing off for a couple of hours yesterday and (67 pages of Innocents Abroad fun notwithstanding) almost went mad. Although some might say that, "inert" is the best description of me during my off hours* * *, I'm really very focused on working when I'm at work.

Unless, of course, I'm surfing the Zappos site for new shoes.

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* For the record, today's little binge was around the Issue of me loving KC Masterpiece BBQ sauce. Nothing more sinister than that.

* * Last week our in-house IT guy admitted he'd taken me off the All Employees distribution list back in March, when I was laid off the first time, and it never occurred to him to put me back on. Which explains why I never get the notices about all-staff meetings (I can live without them) or the notices about parties.

* * * There are few things as bewildering to me as people who defines mental activity as "doing nothing."