I blog infrequently these days. Sorry. Between answering questions on the Webstrainer forum, trying to remember to update my 'professional' blog, doing my actual job, making occasional forays into managing my freelance accounts, and making time in my evening schedule for some fun/hobby/leisure amusements, the days are just packed.

I took Monday and Tuesday off this week--spent the mornings on the aforementioned freelance accounts and the afternoons puttering around, being happy. (I've rather slacked off on my vow to work on those accounts every Saturday and Sunday morning, to keep up with the workload, and found myself in need of some concentrated hours of effort.)

I'm spending some of the time saved by not working so much on playing. Reading, study, and gaming. At the moment, I have so many DS games going simultaneously that I'm having trouble keeping them straight. One hidden-object game, the Harry Pott&r Lego game, Rune Factory, and at least three Harvest Moon games. (A new HM game was just released--must get a copy!)

My recent visit to the Tutankhamen exhibit has reawakened my interest in ancient history. I'm debating getting a video course on the subject but my wish list for courses is already longer than I'll have time to study between now and the end of the year.

Just not enough hours in the day.

Today was the (more-or-less) monthly 'Nut staff meeting. Very little to be discussed.

CEOJason who, IIRC, has been divorced for about six months is remarrying next month. (Weird situation that I don't feel inclined to try and describe.) They want to have a party for him at the office. They also want to schedule the company summer picnic. I will no doubt attend the first and skip the second. (Summer has arrived in Colorado and the temps are in the mid-90s every day.)

I may and/or may not have mentioned previously that CEOJason's younger (by a decade or more) sister is our summer intern here at the Argonut Café. NewBoss Anais is getting most of the benefit of her assistance, which is as it should be--the marketing department has a ton of stuff that could stand to be done but with only two of us left standing, all we can handle is what's most urgent in any week.

This 19ish, maybe 20ish, girl is in college--apparently one of those military programs where she'll be an officer when she graduates--or in line to get into one of those programs, I'm not really sure. She's majoring in marketing so who knows what she thinks she's going to be when she gets out.

I'm going to come right out and say it. I'm not in love with her. She has flashes of humanity--where she seems quite like anyone else--but by and large she's a bit too taken with her own pretty young blondness (she wears her hair long and throws it around a lot, especially when no one is paying her any attention) and her smug satisfaction with her life of privilege. Her expression alternates between sulky (Maybe this summer internship wasn't her own idea?) and vaguely disgusted, as though she was smelling something nasty.

I noticed this expression most especially when she was looking at me today. It struck me as odd since I haven't had much contact with her up until now. We were introduced. She sat in on one local 'Nut meeting and came along when NewBoss Anais and I took a new 'Nut out for lunch one day. Until today, I think that was the extent of our personal contact.

No, Little Smellita didn't really loom large on my horizon until today's (more-or-less) monthly 'Nut staff meeting when she and the heretofore un-nicked sales guy created a minor but obnoxious disturbance muttering about how people thought "free" health care was "free" only because someone else paid for it.

First, the sheer bad manners. Second, the rudeness of dissing the guy, who happens to be Mr. Un-nicked's boss, who had made the joke about the company someday providing health care benefits to employees again. Third, the gross inappropriateness of someone related to the CEO airing their political views in a company meeting.

I shushed Mr. Un-nicked so that the meeting could continue and ignored Smellita.

Yes, the temptation to point out the arrogance of a wealthy college girl--who went from daddy's health care plan to a government-funded health care plan--scoffing at a twenty-something widower with two small children to raise who is finding the expense of health care for his family to be a financial burden was strong, but I resisted. Politics do not belong in the workplace.

There really are days when I ask myself if how committed I am to making this group of rightwing-leaning 'Nuts successful.