"our job in this lifetime is not to shape ourselves into some ideal we imagine we ought to be, but to find out who we already are and become it.” ::stephen pressfield::
ever wonder what would happen if you filled up your tub above the middle of little silver thing below the faucet? oh, c’mon… you know you stop at the screw in the middle like the rest of us. tonight i decided to live dangerously and find out just so you all could know.
that’s how many blog posts i have in my drafts. c3 was awesome. unleashed was amazing. i have stuff swirling around in my head and my heart that i haven’t figured out how to put out there. right now it’s a 20 post book. no one reads those.
what i’m doing/thinking today…
cleaning up – man, i create a lot of messes around here
catching up – ummmm yeah. 3 podcasts behind… [yikes]
can’t continue the “up” theme i just started, darn it. sooooo….
need to touch base with my team in a more tangible way… brain storming
great to meet bloggers face to face at unleashed. wish i had gone to the blogging breakout, though. got to talk to brad and got to say hi to tony morgan. sometimes it’s hard being a girl in a man’s world. there’s always that weird, don’t do anything they might misinterpret, thing going on. not that there was… but, you know. it’s super important to be careful, being human and all. occasionally, unintentionally, i’m not. i’m a people person – it’s very frustrating sometimes.
celebrated daylight savings time by buying a new pair of running shoes. been eating good and exercising for a week now. jeans are a little looser today.
cam and ernie ran with me yesterday after my beloved tweets talked me down from eating bad food. thanks, guys. yet another invaluable use for twitter.
i love twitter.
sooooo glad so many of our team got to go to unleashed. great times… great memories.
one of my most amazing talents is fixing one typo by creating a new one that slips under the radar. though i’m certain no one around the office rembers any of them, i’m certain a guest speaker or two may.
so, this week, i have taken my talent to a hole notha’ level. i printed out the bulletins for lori last week and noticed that one of the text boxes was too small which, of course cut off the end of the sentence. so, i fixed it thusly…
if you can’t love ‘em in… lug ‘em in. [[cheeeeeze & crackers]]
ever wonder what would happen if you filled up your tub above the middle of little silver thing below the faucet? oh, c’mon… you know you stop at the screw in the middle like the rest of us. tonight i decided to live dangerously and find out just so you all could know.
