Close Walker

I was walking into work the other day when I sensed someone invading my personal
space on the sidewalk. I looked over and it was an old co-worker trying to get my attention. The company I used to work at just relocated to Minneapolis, so I have been slowly having a lot of former co-worker sightings. But when I saw him I was so excited that I wanted to hug him, but we aren't the kind of friends that hug, or touch for that matter so I had to restrain myself. It was a very odd feeling. I don't think I've ever had to hold back an urge to hug before. Either way, it was fun to see him and I'm looking forward to more spontaneous spottings around the city.

Have you ever been so stressed out you feel like crying?

I have. Everyday this week. Work has been insane. I don't know how much longer I will be able to handle it. People are dropping like flies. 7 people have quit since June and we have only hired 3 people to replace them. Sadly 2 of those are not people I work with directly so I am getting slammed with extra stuff. I already have a lot of work to begin with, now it's unmanageable. I love my job, that's the worst part, I don't mind the work that I am doing, but I am literally running out of time to get it all done. I guess it's a good thing that everyone knows that I like Red Bull and the stash on my desk always seems to refill itself.

The quote that best describes how I feel about work can be summed into the words of John Cusak as Rob Gordon:



"I'm sick of the sight of this place. Somedays I'm afraid I'll go berzerk, throw the country A-K rack out on the street and go work in a Virgin Megastore and never come back".

Except, in my world, it's throwing the horse magazines and media kits out the window and going to work at a mass marketing firm. But same thing really.

Last night I came home from work and sobbed. I couldn't take it anymore. I'm pretty sure Adam thought I was having a nervous breakdown, but I don't think I was far away from it. On a good note, Lawrence Arms are playing at the Triple Rock tomorrow. That is keeping me sane right now.

Erin and I are biking the St. Paul classic on Sunday- 30 miles here we come. I'm looking forward to seeing St. Paul in a new light. I loved biking through San Francisco, and I enjoy biking through Minneapolis, especially night biking, so it should be fun.