a day in the life…
It’s four in the afternoon. It’s almost early eve. I’ve been at this desk since roughly eight-fifteen. It’s a slow week. Not because there aren’t things to do, but more because the things that need to be done are presently out of my hands.
I’ll break it down for you. I have some international landing pages to finish up by the twenty-second. I have a new biotech microsite. I have a Nordic Summer promotion that’s due by the fifteenth of May or anytime sooner. It’s three pages. I have general maintenance that tends to come up sporadically. The finalization of a members’ site is trying its damndest to be done soon. A site for the Minneapolis Convention Center is jumping around like it’s about to piss itself waiting to go live. There are also a few other projects looming and it’s a heavy loom on the horizon.
That seems like a lot going on eh? Let me break this down for you and then I’ll follow up with what I actually partook in for this most ominous of Thursdays ’cause it’s the thirteenth tomorrow. If you missed that you’re just not paying attention. Or didn’t have an awkward pause in a meeting after someone brought it up earlier in the week.
All of the above projects are on hold. No translations, copy being inserted by someone else, brochure creating the visual basis is up for review, I was on top of these all week, I have no fucking clue how to finish up the pieces that are tweaked, it’s at the city, and they’re looming so I don’t know much about them yet; respectively.
So I started out the day strong. Company email was thoroughly checked and responses were delivered when necessary. Because it was slow going, it took me almost a full ten minutes. I then checked my own inboxes and this took more time. Not because there was more there, but because I think I may have just trailed off for a while. A sales guy came around and told me of a project he wanted done. I told him as I was directed to fill in a project request form and I’d get on it.
That eased into updating my new Gmail account’s contact list. There I found someone I hadn’t conversated with since she graduated. And that was a semester before I finally wrapped my financially debilitating career at the U. So it’s been a minute. She works about two blocks from me. Who the hell’d’ve thunk? you like that double contraction shit?? Doubt that makes it this side of the Mason Dixon often
After replying to her quick response I moved on to more pressing matters. I filled up my water bottle for the first and apparently only time of the day. After that was done I started coordinating some connections between folk to get things rolling and simultaneously finished up a blog I had started yesterday. It was sort of hectic.
After posting to the new blogspace, I got down to real business. I emailed a guy about a meeting tomorrow. Then I started reading off the Alternet. I got word about a couple projects that needed changing. Before I could get there though it was time for a minimeet with the head of marketing.
That took about an hour.
That gave me the motivation to get to work. I had a quick Gchat with Tinks. Then I reorganized a site map. Then I created an event on the Book for no real good reason at all. Then I started that project from the morning. It took about seven minutes. And while I was doing all that I somehow fit in eating a sandwich. After that craziness I was able to work on tweaking some other projects.
That brought me to about two and into some intense googleversing. I added Google reader to the new account and decided to look back on all the bloggers and bring their feeds to my googleverse so I can more easily read their posts. Ben’s in there, Val’s in there, Anthony’s in there, some other random people with corporate sponsorship are in there too. Pretty sweet. If I do say so myself—and I do.
So that rushed my clock up to almost four where I deleted a link. Now I’m posting here. Not to mention the fact that just now I Book-searched a new intern. She’s not on there. I think she’s a communist.
I even created a pretty badass things-to-do list for tomorrow. Stoked. It’s going to be a mint Friday.