crappy mood...
Jan. 30th, 2004 12:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brightbluegirlThe client has complained that we contractors are accessing the internet too much. They didn't complain about our deadlines, i.e. we're reaching them, but they complained that we're using the internet.
Dammit.
I mean, I understand their point of view. It's kind of not cool to use the internet when you're working. But it keeps me motivated to be able to read or respond to email or lj every once in a while.
I'm going to try to limit my use and see how that works.
suck.
It was hard to get up this morning - even *after* I accidentally rubbed my bruised eye. I'm still quite tired. The fact that I just couldn't get comfortable last night probably had something to do with it.
Also, possibly the crazy dreams I've been having.
Like, last night I dreamt that 2 proteges of mine had graduated from killing animals and pulling out their intestines and drenching themselves in the blood, to killing people and doing the same. There were tons of dead humans all over the area. I was revolted but couldn't let them see it because if they did, they would kill me too, as one who was not like them.
The strange thing is, it was in a dreamscape I have visited often before. A downtown street of the city I lived in during my teenage years. My father's dojo, with thrift clothing stores nearby. In the dreamscape, I go into whatever stores I want. Sometimes there are different stores, sometimes I can go up the street into fancy stores, sometimes I go the other way and it's china town, with restaurant after restaurant after restaurant. I've been there countless times.
It's never been bloody and scary like that.
Anyway. Weird dreams. Weird weird. That's only the tip of the iceberg. Lately, every time I fall asleep, I know I'll dream something extremely odd that doesn't seem to relate to anything I've done recently. Like the dream of the woman I impregnated, in a different society, who needed the baby to be purple so people would think it was a strong addition to the clan and wouldn't kill it, but it wouldn't be because I was from a different land and my semen didn't make purple babies, although it made strong babies. So I mixed up food dye and put it into the birth sack (worn around the waist, don'tcha know) and they pulled it out of the birth sack by it's thick, rooty, vine-y tentacles, it was a light purple shade.
Yeah.
Stuff like that.
My eye hurts. And some of my food was bad, so I am hungry. And I'm tired, and I don't want to be here.
Hurrah.
I'm looking forward to the weekend... but not really, cuz I'll prolly have to work this weekend.
Yuck.
Dammit.
I mean, I understand their point of view. It's kind of not cool to use the internet when you're working. But it keeps me motivated to be able to read or respond to email or lj every once in a while.
I'm going to try to limit my use and see how that works.
suck.
It was hard to get up this morning - even *after* I accidentally rubbed my bruised eye. I'm still quite tired. The fact that I just couldn't get comfortable last night probably had something to do with it.
Also, possibly the crazy dreams I've been having.
Like, last night I dreamt that 2 proteges of mine had graduated from killing animals and pulling out their intestines and drenching themselves in the blood, to killing people and doing the same. There were tons of dead humans all over the area. I was revolted but couldn't let them see it because if they did, they would kill me too, as one who was not like them.
The strange thing is, it was in a dreamscape I have visited often before. A downtown street of the city I lived in during my teenage years. My father's dojo, with thrift clothing stores nearby. In the dreamscape, I go into whatever stores I want. Sometimes there are different stores, sometimes I can go up the street into fancy stores, sometimes I go the other way and it's china town, with restaurant after restaurant after restaurant. I've been there countless times.
It's never been bloody and scary like that.
Anyway. Weird dreams. Weird weird. That's only the tip of the iceberg. Lately, every time I fall asleep, I know I'll dream something extremely odd that doesn't seem to relate to anything I've done recently. Like the dream of the woman I impregnated, in a different society, who needed the baby to be purple so people would think it was a strong addition to the clan and wouldn't kill it, but it wouldn't be because I was from a different land and my semen didn't make purple babies, although it made strong babies. So I mixed up food dye and put it into the birth sack (worn around the waist, don'tcha know) and they pulled it out of the birth sack by it's thick, rooty, vine-y tentacles, it was a light purple shade.
Yeah.
Stuff like that.
My eye hurts. And some of my food was bad, so I am hungry. And I'm tired, and I don't want to be here.
Hurrah.
I'm looking forward to the weekend... but not really, cuz I'll prolly have to work this weekend.
Yuck.
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Date: 2004-01-30 12:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-30 02:02 pm (UTC)Work: seems like the client shouldn't have any cause to complain if the work is going to spec. Can't you tell them that? Or at least, point out that it may actually help your quality of work to take breaks from it now and then?
I guess it depends what the relationship with the client is like.
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Date: 2004-01-30 06:22 pm (UTC)(For example, in the baby dream, I had big feelings of power, and was trying to help the woman, and the child. There was no fear. In the second dream, I left the area of the massacre and locked a door against the proteges, who started trying madly to get in, and I kept telling them to let me have my time to relax and centre so I could do my killing, that they didn't want me to do it uncalm, but all the while I was searching for a way to get out...)
I dunno. Maybe I'm afraid I AM fitting in?
I've gotta think on that more.
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Date: 2004-01-30 03:03 pm (UTC)