Yeah, I know, I fell off the map again. Things have been crazy at work; even when I'm not secretly doing OT, my evenings are usually pretty much busted. The problem is that I absorb stress like a sponge. The metaphor applies to letting it go as well. There's no instant dryer, no magic reset.
...there was a strand of truth to the rumor in that News Corp. isn't planning a party for everyone at the midtown Hilton as it has in recent years. According to a well-placed source, however, the reason for that is logistical: With the addition of 4,000 or so Dow Jones & Co. employees, the company has simply grown too large for the venue. This year, therefore, the party budget will devolve to the individual business units to do as they see fit. (A News Corp. spokeswoman confirms all this.) Read more...
On top of everything, I'm also trying to deal with how to keep my school ambitions alive. I'm not enrolled this semester - I swore that I would only enroll if I could afford it, and that changed at the end of the summer. Between the move to Connecticut and the sinking economy, it seemed frivilous to spend so much on a degree which will apparently have no material impact on my cg/animation career. Both of my supervisors told me as much. No raise, no promotion. So it's now just a personal goal. I will come back around to finish what I started. It's just on hold until I can afford it again. Even though I know it's the right decision, guilt still nibbles on my brain.