They're onto me...

I saw the weird guy with the dog walking into the office again today. This is getting ridiculous.

There are two people in my office who don't know when conversations are over. Nothing will be said, and I'll kind of look away and say "Well..." and they still just stand there with a stupid grin on their faces. It makes me so uncomfortable! The one face seriously has a Stephen King book-like quality to it, too. *shivers*

Who, by the way, just came by to tell me to stop work on something I've been working on for the past 5 days because the contract is being revised. Ugh.

Her: "Do you actually have any writing experience at ALL?"
Me: "...How do you mean? Like, research papers? If so, yeah, I wrote a lot in undergrad and grad school."
Her: "Hrrumph."

So, just because I never wrote about anything dealing with computer programs or technical concepts, guess that means I can't write at all. Doesn't do too much for my professional confidence.

On another note... my hair went from being quite dark to kind of a light copper over the weekend. Interesting, I know. No one at work has said anything at all to me about it... they HAD to have noticed. So I guess that means they don't like it, right? Otherwise they'd say something.

This blog has been filled with so much self-doubt, it's unreal. I need to think of the lyrics of one of my favorite songs (by Ari Hest)...

My mother once told me
The thicker your skin
The better off you'll be when this world brings you down
Well it's trying to control me
And leave me without hope
In the past I've been burned
But I've lived and I've learned

When I heard their reservations
When I heard their bitter words
I shined a light upon their wisdom no matter how absurd
And it broke my heart to pieces
And I questioned my own beliefs
My dignity was gone
But it's time to move on

Beneath the shelter of the pouring rain
In the absence of this fear and pain
I will finally big this ball and chain
A fond farewell
On the road that leads me to my place
I'm gonna rid my heart of past disgrace
I will finally bid this sluggish pace
A fond farewell



Makes me feel a bit better anyways.