I rode the emotional roller coaster this week. Must be the sleep deprivation getting to me.


Monday: This is the day we send pages to the printer. It was crazy, hectic. I was hoping to send by 4, we sent at 5pm. I was a bit stressed, I felt like giving up, I felt let down by my staff. I had the feeling that no one cares but me. Gave up on the idea of finishing a rough draft for my English paper proposal to sleep an extra 2 hours.


Tuesday: Didn't have my rough draft of my paper proposal for class. Oh well. Later, got a call from the printer: all the ads on page 6-7 went kaput. I fixed it and sent it back, but it was too late to print today. Relief. I don't have to wait around for the paper to arrive at 5pm and distribute by myself. Got some research done for my paper.


Wednesday: Got a call informing me that the new layout editor we "hired" can't work for us because his international status is messed up and he's on academic probation. Tried calling him, still no response. The newspaper came: best front page and back page we've had yet. Inside pages (except mine...not to brag) looked horrible. Felt disappointed. Time to re-evaluate the commitment of my staff. Stayed up late finishing my annotated bibliography for my English class. Gave up around 9 pm, wallowed in self pity until 9:30, looked up the last day to drop this class, got inspired by my Rocky Poster that Chloe bought me for Christmas. Finished it at midnight. Felt more level-headed.


Thursday: Discovered the joys of a cup of Earl Grey in the morning. I actually came to class prepared, my teacher gave away a Bushisms desk calendar that no one else but me wanted, and I discoverd what I am going to do for Spring Break (more details later). All before 8:30! Had a productive day at the paper, and generally felt happy. Could be the caffeine. Got home and offered to drive Chloe to ballet (which is all the way back near the Edmonds campus) but my mom treated me to dinner and I found some Prana climbing pants at Value Village for $6. I never thought I could be that happy after logging over 100 miles of driving in 12 hours. (The joy of community college.)


Friday: I decided to dress up a bit for friday which was fun, I felt shnazzy. Made some phone calls about my Spring Break plans, got even more stuff done in the office, and felt more confident about actually finishing my english class.


What a happy ending. I like happy endings, so I'll end this post on a happy note: I get to sleep as long as I want tonight.


Cruisin' for a snoozin'
Isaac