She Works Hard for the Money. So Hard for it, Honey.

I've been pretty quiet for a while now, mostly because our Traffic and Operations Manager is out at a conference and then taking some (well deserved) vacation time. I am her back up. I am not really qualified to be the person who generates and maintains the station's program logs and thus controls everything that goes on the air, but here I am, floundering. I don't like to flounder--it makes me crabby.

I will be temporarily less crabby after Wednesday, when she comes back, but that reprieve will likely be short-lived, as we start our fall Pledge Drive next week. Sigh.

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I did house work and school work all weekend, aside from a surprisingly fun visit with my extended family Saturday night. My sister and I are Taboo Goddesses, and the rest of the family bows down to us--it's quite flattering.

I read Persepolis this weekend, which was as good as all the hype claims. Can something be considered stark and rich at the same time? It's a quick but absorbing read, and I got choked up more than once.

I also read David Rakoff's new book of essays, Don't Get Too Comfortable. Rakoff's funny, but I think his strength is in his intelligence/thoughtfulness. I wonder if hanging out with Rakoff, Sarah Vowell, Ira Glass and David Sedaris would be as fun as I think it would?

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Teddy and I have started playing Myst III: Exile. We're using a walk-through, as neither of us has ever played a game like this, but it's a good time. Teddy is entranced by the graphics, which are admittedly cool but kind of give me a headache, and I love being able to work as a team to solve the puzzles/complete the quest.

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That's it for me, I think. Back to work.