{"id":459,"date":"2009-01-13T15:40:21","date_gmt":"2009-01-13T15:40:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/adjustedreality.com\/blog\/?p=459"},"modified":"2009-01-13T15:40:21","modified_gmt":"2009-01-13T15:40:21","slug":"best-of-weekmemoirs-of-a-workaholic","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/adjustedreality.com\/blog\/2009\/01\/13\/best-of-weekmemoirs-of-a-workaholic\/","title":{"rendered":"Best of Week&#8230;Memoirs of a Workaholic"},"content":{"rendered":"<h3><strong><em><strong><em>So, as this week is looking to be incredibly busy, I\u2019m going to bust out some of the best, funny, or insightful things I wrote elsewhere over the last few years.\u00a0 Enjoy!<\/em><\/strong><\/em><\/strong><\/h3>\n<p><em>I talk a lot about my workaholic days and I just recently backed up my LiveJournal and was sifting through entries and found some gems from some of my worst moments.\u00a0 On one hand, I don&#8217;t even remember being that flavor of crazy anymore, and on the other hand, it&#8217;s like it was yesterday.\u00a0 On one hand, I regret nothing and love my semi-balanced kinda life much more now, and on the other, I miss being so dedicated to something with every fibre of my being &#8211; I feel so&#8230; mundane now somehow.\u00a0 For better or worse, here it is!<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>The first three excerpts were from super late nights, the fourth just made me laugh, and the fifth was pretty much an example of every time I traveled &#8211; I would book early morning flights and work all night the night before so I could keep caught up.<br \/>\n<\/em><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"http:\/\/jeremythiessen.typepad.com\/photos\/uncategorized\/2007\/06\/05\/workaholic.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"259\" height=\"228\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>Thursday, July 21st, 2005<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>1:45 am<\/strong><br \/>\nI&#8217;ve only been home from work for less that two hours&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>I know I should go to bed but dammit I want some time to myself and for enjoyment. Gawd I&#8217;m going to hate myself tomorrow. Specially cause I have to do two interviews. I haven&#8217;t been on THIS side of it since I was 18. Its going to be weird. Hiring people, I&#8217;ve determined, sucks when you have a bunch of talented people that apply, and I&#8217;ll be glad when its over.<\/p>\n<p>I shouldn&#8217;t have just poured myself my 4th drink. I should be in bed. I should be getting a jump on the very, very rushed day tomorrow if I am going to stay up. If anything, I should be working on the big document I&#8217;m supposed to be preparing. Instead I&#8217;m drinking. Way to be responsible woman!<\/p>\n<p>I feel myself gaining more confidence. I feel it starting to click. I think that all this happened for a reason and will be ultimately awesome. But right now, I just want it all to go away for a few days, I want to play hookey and go swimming, play some fucking video games, see charlie and the chocolate factory, hit the pub until I&#8217;m throwing up outside, and veg on the couch and watch bad tv. Joel watched a WHOLE ANIME SERIES in the time that I&#8217;ve either been working late or working from home in the last week. I can count the hours on one hand that I&#8217;ve been awake in the last 7 days and not been working in some shape or form.<\/p>\n<p>Is this wrong? Am I crazy? Is it coincidence that every time I just think &#8220;fuck it I&#8217;m done caring so much&#8221; something happens to light the fire under my ass to be megamanical Quix again to get through what I need to get through? Will it ever fall into a rhythm again? I joke so often lately about losing it, am I really going looney? Where does the fine line between batshit crazy and just motivated lie?<\/p>\n<p>Fuck it. I&#8217;ll drink whiskey and smoke camels and be irresponsible tonight until I&#8217;ve had my fill and let red bull and tylenol be my savior tomorrow. I long for the weekend-full of the fulfillment of things accomplished and time for recreation. Not time stolen from sleep like tonight.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Thursday, December 7th, 2006<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>10:10 pm<\/strong><br \/>\nGrrrrrrrrrrr<br \/>\nJust fucking grrrrrrrrrrr!!!<\/p>\n<p>Think I&#8217;m going to skip the holiday party this year. Not in the mood to pretend I&#8217;m not completely stressed, burnt, and don&#8217;t want to go postal on everyone. I am not feeling it, open bar or not.<\/p>\n<p>The one thing I really trusted someone else to do is completely fucked up, and I just found out literally an hour ago. I don&#8217;t know how it wasn&#8217;t caught, but it&#8217;s about a days worth of work, and its way to close to lauch to eat an entire day of mine. I also have to decide how much of it was my fault for not having my nose in it constantly. Oh well, lesson learned. No more missus nice gal for me.<\/p>\n<p>I am ready for launching this puppy, dying for a little while, and re-emerging as the non-frazzled version of the Quix. Too bad it is not that time yet. Soon though. Not soon enough but soon.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Monday, December 4th, 2006<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>1:13 am <\/strong><br \/>\nI swear to the purple haze&#8230;<br \/>\n1. That I will not work this many hours in a weekend again unless I am releasing an expansion.<br \/>\n2. That I will not forget to take a vacation next year. Hell, I will not forget to take at least TWO non-family visiting vacations totaling at least 3 weeks not counting xmas or comp time after.<br \/>\n3. That I will not back myself into a corner where I cannot ask anyone for help because it would take me longer to explain what I need done than just burn myself out and do it.<\/p>\n<p>And I must remember when I&#8217;m busting my chops later for anything that goes wrong, that I did the best damn job I could in the time I had, with the resources I had.<\/p>\n<p>As much as it pains me to say this at 2:10 am on a Sunday night, back to work. Can&#8217;t wait for Zliten to get home from Colorado so he can talk some sense into my dumb ass. \ud83d\ude1b<\/p>\n<p><strong>Sunday, September 10th, 2006<br \/>\n11:20 pm<\/strong><br \/>\nOhhhhh&#8230;.<br \/>\nI wish I were an oscar meyer weiner<br \/>\nFor that is what I&#8217;d really like to be<br \/>\nCuz if I were an oscar meyer weiner<br \/>\nI WOULDNT HAVE TO WORK ALL FUCKING WEEKEND!!!<\/p>\n<p><strong>Sunday, March 26th, 2006<br \/>\n3:43 am<\/strong><br \/>\n12 hours of sleep last nignt and none tonight = 6 hours per night<br \/>\nSo I should be ok. At least in straight math terms :P. We leave in 15 minutes to head to the airport for Reno. I had too much to do today and actually just got work\/packing\/shopping\/etc done with a few minutes ago, so it&#8217;s a good think I hadn&#8217;t planned on sleeping. I had a hope for a little nap but the realist in me didn&#8217;t figure that would happen.<\/p>\n<p>So work has most of the loose ends tied up and I don&#8217;t feel COMPLETELY awful and like I&#8217;m going to come back to a shitstorm when I get back, but I know worrying about it does no good from hundreds of miles away.<\/p>\n<div data-counters='1' data-style='square' data-size='regular' data-url='https:\/\/adjustedreality.com\/blog\/2009\/01\/13\/best-of-weekmemoirs-of-a-workaholic\/' data-title='Best of Week&#8230;Memoirs of a Workaholic' class='linksalpha_container linksalpha_app_3'><a href='\/\/www.linksalpha.com\/share?network='facebook' class='linksalpha_icon_facebook'><\/a><a href='\/\/www.linksalpha.com\/share?network='twitter' class='linksalpha_icon_twitter'><\/a><a href='\/\/www.linksalpha.com\/share?network='googleplus' class='linksalpha_icon_googleplus'><\/a><a href='\/\/www.linksalpha.com\/share?network='mail' class='linksalpha_icon_mail'><\/a><\/div><div data-position='' data-url='https:\/\/adjustedreality.com\/blog\/2009\/01\/13\/best-of-weekmemoirs-of-a-workaholic\/' data-title='Best of Week&#8230;Memoirs of a Workaholic' class='linksalpha_container linksalpha_app_7'><a href='\/\/www.linksalpha.com\/share?network='facebook' class='linksalpha_icon_facebook'><\/a><a href='\/\/www.linksalpha.com\/share?network='twitter' class='linksalpha_icon_twitter'><\/a><a href='\/\/www.linksalpha.com\/share?network='googleplus' class='linksalpha_icon_googleplus'><\/a><a href='\/\/www.linksalpha.com\/share?network='mail' class='linksalpha_icon_mail'><\/a><\/div><div class=\"fcbkbttn_buttons_block\" id=\"fcbkbttn_left\"><div class=\"fcbkbttn_like \"><fb:like href=\"https:\/\/adjustedreality.com\/blog\/2009\/01\/13\/best-of-weekmemoirs-of-a-workaholic\/\" action=\"like\" colorscheme=\"light\" layout=\"standard\" show-faces='false' width=\"225px\" size=\"small\"><\/fb:like><\/div><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So, as this week is looking to be incredibly busy, I\u2019m going to bust out some of the best, funny, or insightful things I wrote elsewhere over the last few years.\u00a0 Enjoy! 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