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Is this thing working?
Jan. 30th, 2003 10:24 pmSo, here we are...a live journal. Never thought I'd see the day really. Do I think I have time to update this thing regularly? I'm not sure to be honest. So why get a live journal in the first place? Mainly as a place to rant. I seem to burden people with my thoughts a lot of the time and I thought maybe it would be nice to give people the choice whether they actually had to listen to my rants or not.
So here I am. For those who don't know, and I can't imagine anyone who doesn't know me would have the slightest interest in reading this, but anyway, I'm Matt. Yep, in the UK and yep, currently in a pretty pissy mood due to my job. It's *checks watch* just gone 10.30 on Thusday night and I've been at work since 8.45 this morning. This is an early night for this week, deadline week, the bane of my bloody life.
So what is deadline week? It's...well it sucks. Frankly I'm in a pissy mood and wondering the wisdom of even trying to explain it. Everyone that knows me knows. It's a crappy week where I work twice as long as any other week for no extra bloody money for no reward, no recognition, and just a whole load of pissy comments from some of my work colleagues who quite frankly deserve a good slapping.
I work for a catering magazine and am the sole designer, typesetter, call it what you will. Spent tonight setting about half a dozen pages with editorial, adding a few adverts and now I'm just burning the backup disk so I can goddam well go home.
Oh, and about the last three hours just going through work i've already done and redo it, taking out the mistakes. This is not my favourite part of the job. This is not my favourite week. I'm bored, headachey and have a weird numb feeling around my forehead that suggests I'm about to either develop a migrane or fall asleep at the bloody desk.
Actually I have no-one to blame but myself as I was actually quite energetic and wanted to stay to make things easier for tomorrow, the day the mag goes off to the printers and the whole thing is beyond redemption.
However, halfway through my energy deserted me and I didn't want to give up.
Now I want to give up.
Not in any dramatic way, just want to GO HOME!
and as the disk is now burnt I will. Ta ta for now.
How's that for a first entry?
So here I am. For those who don't know, and I can't imagine anyone who doesn't know me would have the slightest interest in reading this, but anyway, I'm Matt. Yep, in the UK and yep, currently in a pretty pissy mood due to my job. It's *checks watch* just gone 10.30 on Thusday night and I've been at work since 8.45 this morning. This is an early night for this week, deadline week, the bane of my bloody life.
So what is deadline week? It's...well it sucks. Frankly I'm in a pissy mood and wondering the wisdom of even trying to explain it. Everyone that knows me knows. It's a crappy week where I work twice as long as any other week for no extra bloody money for no reward, no recognition, and just a whole load of pissy comments from some of my work colleagues who quite frankly deserve a good slapping.
I work for a catering magazine and am the sole designer, typesetter, call it what you will. Spent tonight setting about half a dozen pages with editorial, adding a few adverts and now I'm just burning the backup disk so I can goddam well go home.
Oh, and about the last three hours just going through work i've already done and redo it, taking out the mistakes. This is not my favourite part of the job. This is not my favourite week. I'm bored, headachey and have a weird numb feeling around my forehead that suggests I'm about to either develop a migrane or fall asleep at the bloody desk.
Actually I have no-one to blame but myself as I was actually quite energetic and wanted to stay to make things easier for tomorrow, the day the mag goes off to the printers and the whole thing is beyond redemption.
However, halfway through my energy deserted me and I didn't want to give up.
Now I want to give up.
Not in any dramatic way, just want to GO HOME!
and as the disk is now burnt I will. Ta ta for now.
How's that for a first entry?
