Today is a new beginning for me. I spent the most of the evening after I got home from work redesigning the site so that it matches the colors and the style of the images that I had completed yesterday. It was also a day full of surprises.
But first, an observation...
I was on the bus on the way to work, outrageously worried that I was going to be late (5 minutes) and being generally nervous because of the problems that our client had yesterday. Yesterday, Justin (our main contact for my company's client) accidentally deleted a very important file and I knew that this morning, we would be talking about possible solutions for restoring that file. I grabbed the first bus that I could get on, instead of waiting for a bus to get a good seat. There was a woman sitting in the seat in front of me as I stood putting makeup on her face. She was constantly retouching her heavily-madeup face from Port Authority all the way to 5th Avenue (when she got off). Her makeup application was awful. The foundation looked caked on around her mouth and nose, yet her freckles showed through on the upper portion of her forehead. She must have had a large blemish on her cheek: her coverup stick did a bad job of covering up the spot and from my perspective, it looked like she had a large bruise on her face. This started me thinking that perhaps she was abused and she was covering up bruises with her makeup? I would never know without peeling the layers off her face, preferrably with turpentine. The badly concealed blemish was like a magnet, constantly drawing my eyes to it. Thankfully, she was too preoccupied caking on the makeup to notice my staring.
And now, the first surprise...
I got a delightful note from Bonita80 (Christine) saying that she CAN join me for the piercing on Monday evening! Yippie! She got her test moved and after a number of email messages back and forth, it was decided that she will meet us at Keith's place and we will probaly go to the middle eastern place across from Keith's for dinner. She's never eaten middle eastern food before. I hope they have some good tandori bread there...
The second surprise...
My paycheck. I got my paycheck today and I decided to give a glance at the amount. For a split moment, I thought that it must not be my check because the amount on the check was higher than it has been the past six months. I got a raise! Wow. I have so many things to be excited about now, and the piercing on Monday seems so much more significant. I bought a cake for myself.
I spent most of the day working with test scripts. ZzZzZZzz. Not that exciting, although I am no longer stressed with coding. I also spent some time flushing out form functionality, which meant chasing down people and asking them how they expected the application to work. It looks like I will be going down to the client's office tomorrow (dress nice!) to fix Justin's machine. I also took around 30 minutes filling out my time sheets from Monday to Thursday. I have a terrible memory. I could hardly remember what I did on Monday. *cringe* I have to start seriously writing down what I've been doing during the day again... speaking of writing down what I've been doing, my pilot needs new batteries. It's sad when my pilot runs out of batteries before I have really used it since I last put batteries in it. I've got to use it more frequently.
The third surprise...
Research pays off, baby! This morning, it looked like I had 6 journal entries to read and explore for my article for Metajournals. I wasn't particuarly happy with the low number, but it was enough. I did some small research today and boom, I have many entires now! Well, I have 10 entries. Now, all I have to do is start writing the article. It looks like I will try for a compromise between an editorial piece and an academic piece. I will let the impact and emotions of the journalists to carry the piece. Matthew Shepard's death has definitely made its mark in the gay and lesbian online journalists community.
The fourth surprise...
Ma bought me a gorgeous chinese dress. I might be wearing it tomorrow to our client's offices... (it all seems to go back to that. work work work. I can't wait for the weekend.)
