8 June 2001
Last year: >"No-a. Aye em a jayn-ee-us!"
My project at work has an official deadline sometime in September. In order to meet this deadline, I knew that we were scheduled to start testing the product around the middle of August.
However, I was in a meeting yesterday in which I found out that the middle of August is not my actual deadline. We're scheduled to start preliminary testing around the middle of July! Gah!
Keep in mind that I'm estimating four to six weeks to finish the first module of the project. That's one module out of eight. Granted, once one of them is done, the others will fall into line much quicker, but still. My actual deadline is in six weeks.
So I'm anticipating some late evenings around the first half of July... I knew that week of inactivity was going to come back to bite me on the ass. I just didn't know how hard.
I'm glad it's Friday. I need a weekend. I need to sleep in, if nothing else. (Coffee and me, we're like this these days.)
Yeah, yeah, I know - if I didn't stay up so late, I wouldn't be so tired. But staying up late is so much fun... And I really haven't been grumpy or irritable. And really only groggy in the mornings, which is more than a lot of people can say.
Ashby has a theory as to why we have this e-mail that keeps getting bigger and bigger. He thinks it's because we've never before sat down and talked, just the two of us.
I hadn't thought about it before, but he's right. I was in Blacksburg when he got drawn into the crowd of people I'd hung out with at William and Mary. I met him once or twice when I was down for visits, and K.T. talked about him a lot, but really, we probably wouldn't have recognized each other on the street until after I finished grad school and came home and started hanging out with that crowd again.
And even then, we only saw each other in group situations - parties, gaming - that kind of thing. All I really knew about him at the time was that he shared an apartment with K.T. and Matt, and all he really knew about me was that I was dating Jeff and spent a lot of time in Williamsburg. We were acquaintances with some friends in common, but somehow it never really happened that we talked to each other in the one-on-one way that builds friendships.
So somehow, this e-mail turned into those talks. The embarrassing stories and light confidences and exchange of opinions and ideas that turns friendly acquaintances into real friends. And there's a lot to say, and a lot of... probing, I guess would be a good word. So the e-mail keeps getting longer and longer. Eventually, I expect it will dwindle again.
But in the meantime, I'm enjoying it. You don't get to make a new friend every day or even every year.
(And Ashby and I have known each other for what? Six years? It's about time...)
Word of the Day:
hoodwink - to deceive by false appearance; to dupe
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