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Portrait of a Young Man as The Artist
It is very, very trying to write an email, survey and explanation that will be going to both internal employees on every team for my application as well as representatives if each customer that uses my application.

I've suddenly become overwhelmed and, potentially, overwhelmingly important. Gotta be careful to do this right.

Had dreams last night about getting piles and piles of mail at work. I think tat's a similar subconscious overwhelmed feeling. That sucks. I think, honestly, I'm taking this a little too seriously - especially given that I have very liquid and/or nebulous deadlines. Frustrating, but workable.

EDIT: Oddly, I feel better about everything when i talked to a teammae that implied he had nothing to do. Strange how him having little an me having much makes me feel less overwhelmed. Maybe it's because this was the guy that had 50 logs to do during the last two weks and came in for a few ghours those weekends. Eh?

I'm weird.

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Because it's monday, I can't post this in thursdayinsults or shutupwednesday


What sort of intelligence does it take to think it's a good idea to host access to different application enivornments in COMPLETELY DIFFERENT PLACES??? Shouldn't I be able to find access for two things that are THE SAME in the SAME PLACE? This is ridiculouys. I spent an hour, a whole fucking hour, trying to find this place. based on yuor dumb emails, I kept ending up in either outdated servers that AREN'T USED ANYMORE or looking for access in places that DO NOT EXIST.

Please find a course on common sense. Then shoot yourselves, because that's just ridiculous.


EDIT: Note to self. Stop forgettng about these.

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Torment is not something people generally admit to
when they really are. Outwardly tormented,
artists are false idols for themselves.

Give me words.
I spake before I saw. And that is the truth
in downfall.

Not to self: Art is too mutable and never takes to the yoke or bridal. :)

Tell me a word. Just one.

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