2001-10-17 - 11:18 a.m.

How to lose your groove, in five easy steps.

So last night I decided that exercise and good friends and good food all agree with me. I ran home after work and got in a half hour on the bike, and did my Pilates workout and hopped in the shower, and made it to vegetarian restaurant on time.

We had a huge crowd last night (15) and it was interesting to watch people that I know but who don't know each other chat for the first time. jo3 and Ng made it, but came late, so they were down at the far end from me. jo3 and I kept wanting to chat, cause we haven't seen each other for a while. We kept yelling out inside jokes to each other over all the people in between.

I was in *such* a good mood last night. I just felt energized and good. Exercise does agree with me. I was BoppyBoy, just bopping along to my own internal groove all night long. Couldn't sit still. You know what Blues Traveller said? It's all in the groove.

Yeah, baby.

Now I'm here at work, and I've totally lost my groove, and RadioVoiceBossMan has decided to take that microscope of his and crawl *up* my ass. I swear. I was even in a fairly good mood this morning (aided by, count 'em, eight and a half hours of sleep) until my first run-in with RVBM. I was standing in the door of the office next door, chatting for a moment with Barney1 and Barney2, and RVBM comes cruising by with an empty coffee cup, glaring at me. Thirty seconds later, he's back with a full coffee cup and an intensified glare.

"How are things coming on that thing with the thing? Do you have that done yet? Hit any roadblocks? Should I interrupt the people around here who do real work so they can help your incompetent ass? Why aren't you working, Wage Slave?"

Okay, that's not exactly what he said, but you get the picture. I'm feeling pretty fucking unappreciated around here. I know my productivity has been down, and some of that has been my attitude problem, but most of it has been the fact that *nobody*, and I do mean *nobody*, really understands the sub-system I'm working on.

And I'm doing the best I can. Honest and for true.

And anyway, I best stop bitching and get back to work. But I just needed to say that I am *so* not about work today.