Mortaine’s Blog

The poetry reading last night went very well. I read second. Zebulon’s Lounge is a kind of jazz/wine bar type of place– very, um, “hip,” I’m sure.

Anyway, the reading only lasted about an hour, but Inga and I drove up early and got dinner beforehand. This was probably a good thing, because it meant I wasn’t quite as nervous, I suspect, but I still had a pretty big case of the jitters just before things started– that’s normal, I suppose. I do better when I’m ad-libbing, to be honest; when I have to give a prepared speech, or worse, a poem, I end up worrying about my delivery and tripping over the lines more. If I’m just ad-libbing from notes, I’m more confident.

This is why the dream I had last week about being in a play where I didn’t know my lines was actually kind of humorous. Instead of getting up and freezing, I got a couple of lines from the prompter and then started ad-libbing until “they” about pulled me off the stage.

My eye still itches and hurts.

Trinity is “sick” and I’m trying to backup my files so I can reinstall her OS and defrag her drive without permanently losing all my data. I mean, it’s such a minor thing– really I don’t actually need to save the movies I created, and yet…. I would like to, anyway, just so I don’t have to re-do the 10 hours or so that I spent on them.

I keep looking for a sound recording program for the Mac, one that will actually work. Am I just missing it? Am I blind? Clueless? Well, probably clueless, anyway.

I want to go home and not be here today. There’s too much sh– going on around here. I was out yesterday to go to the reading, and I came back to phone calls and people coming up to me randomly to ask about my project. Apparently the shit hit the fan while I was out. Ironic, because I’ve been telling boss #3 for 2 weeks that I’m working on this project now, thanks, and that it’s going to be a close fit, please, and I’d like a little responsiveness when needed (and I’ve gotten it, I really have), but apparently he hasn’t thought it high enough priority to tell any of the other managers, so they’re all trying to reach me directly.

I think I would like to be an Apple trainer or customer support person. I mean, then I’d get to play with the new toys, right?

I have been thinking I wouldn’t mind a job that required me to drive more. Which is weird, cause I hate driving. But I love my new car, and that’s making the difference. My commute is already that much nicer.

I’ve been playing classical music in the car since I bought it– very soothing. I’m taking recommendations for Jazz CD’s (classic jazz–not new agey stuff) to add to the automotive soundtrack.