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[yendi]

So, I've spent all fucking day on the FAME project. FAME is Emory's big Freshman thingee (same basic thingee that exists at most universities -- mentoring, life lessons, yadda yadda yadda). I only had to deal with the electronic aspects, which involved setting up a number of batches, doing a lot of work that can't be automated (or that it wouldn't be efficient to automate), and basically doing more work in Excel and FirstClass than I'd like.

And then had to repeat it because they changed the data on me.

I've basically spent all day, other than lunch with Shadesong, staring at a crt and typing. My brain no longer functions. I seriously would not expect me to comment on lj or post anything worthwhile until tonight, at least, so if you need to tell me anything, feel free to email me. I'll get around to responding to comments later, when my brain works again (or when I can trade it in for a working brain).

I'm worn out. Not tired, not angry. Just beat.

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[m0usegrrl.livejournal.com]

must... fight... urge... growing...

FAME!!
i'll be a Freshman forever!
i'm in a college at last!
FAME!!
i'm gonna learn how to party
and i'll never go to a class!
FAME!!
maybe i'll major in Vodka
maybe i won't even hurl
FAME!!
maybe i'll even get lucky
and party all night with a GIRL!!
[me horny, me horny, me horny, me horny]
FAAAAAAAME!!!

::running and hiding::

[chelona.livejournal.com]

I have worked as a computer person programmer database person at a University myself. So I feel your pain.