Junket

So tired.

Got back from the junket with Intel and Microsoft at about 10:30, making it a nice clean 12 hour commitment. Tired. Haven’t been sleeping well with redmed away. Maybe the regular beeping of the pager, and her quiet profanity as she answers it are soothing and help speed me into REM sleep. Still sore from sparring yesterday, ready for a quick check of the email and off to sleep.

How can I possibly have 80 unread messages after only 12 hours away? That doesn’t include the 173 spam that the spam filter caught and is holding for my manual rejection. How? Why? For what reason?

Junket was good. They fed us in the executive level restaurant, subjected us to 2 hours of powerpoint and an hour of discussion, and then opened the doors to the luxury box and let us watch the hockey game. Two laptops were given away by drawing names from a hat, but not to me. Parking under the arena cost THIRTY EIGHT DOLLARS, and the place did not take anything but cash. Grrrrrr. I’ll be reimbursed, but still … grrrrrr.

At least I got to catch up on the social phone calls while on the road. Todd, TJ, Mom: “Hi.” amnesiadust: Whenever you get a moment that you’re not all giggly with the new girlfriend, call me.

Oh, and jrtom, thanks for the link to this brilliant summary script for revenge of the sith.