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Nothing like a problem to liven up the night.
Seriously, with the tight news holes we've had lately, it's been ridiculous. I've spent a stupid amount of time in the last few weeks staring at the computer, bored out of my ever-lovin' mind 'cause I had to hang around for one or two things but was otherwise totally done with every single thing I had to do. I actually almost fell asleep the other night, literally -- I was resting my head in my hands, leaning on the desk, and I felt myself starting to doze off. I mean, I used to like when I had free time at work to screw off a little, but there's only so much you can take -- I can't do anything fun online there, either, 'cause I don't wanna log into things on the work computers. I'm even a bit paranoid about going on here, 'cause I don't want people to see over my shoulder and start spying on me. I'll only come on here if I'm the only one left on the news desk at the end of the night.
Tonight wasn't so bad, though. It was a slow, boring night, but at the end, right on deadline, my last page locked up -- it kept freezing Quark when I tried to open it. That sucked, but yet, it was kinda good -- I needed that to keep me awake and make me feel like I was earning my paycheck at least a little bit. We called the composing-room manager out to see if he could help us, but he didn't know what to do, either. It hit me like a slap to the forehead after 20 minutes of agonizing and near-panic with my boss, also agonizing and panicking: Why don't I just rebuild the page from scratch? So with the composing-room manager reading ad numbers and sizes off the dummy over my shoulder, I rebuilt the whole page (which had mercifully few elements) and went from blank page to printing in like two minutes, a total rush of speed-pagination. In hindsight, it was probably the most fun I've had all week, those two minutes.
Three days down, three more to go. Man, I hate long weeks. I've got shit to do all this month, too, errands for every weekend. Dammit. :(

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Here we go again.

I'm not asking for breaking news on deadline or anything shitty like that, but c'mon, I could at least have enough work to keep me busy through the day.

As it is, I was really bored last night, so I did some stuff ahead for today, which just left me even more bored tonight. I was all done with everything at just after 9.

NINE.

I can't leave until 11:30!

I am bored out of my ever-lovin' mind!

I'd do pages ahead for tomorrow, but then I'd just be making tomorrow worse, I'd just be more bored then.

I've had all of my time-killing chores done for days, too, all that busy work, the dumb stuff that has to get done sometime.

I swear, I'm seriously contemplating putting my head down on the desk and taking a nap, no matter how bad it looks. I've got a whole hour left of this! And I've been doing this all week!

:(

I should've just gone home

I mean, I have to be here at like 11:15, but I was done shortly after 9. I could have got in my car, drove home, hung out for like an hour watching TV or whatever, screwing off in a place where there are many more ways to do so, then drove back here and still had time left over to sit here bored.

I really should've thought of that at 9.

Then again, knowing my luck, I'd be sitting home watching TV, and something huge would happen, something I should be here for.

Then again, it didn't, not yet, anyway. I would've had time.

Dammit. :(

Pathetically in need of something to do

Have you ever gone to the bathroom simply because it was something to do?

That's how low I've sunk.

On the up side, I just found my paycheck, so I did get paid this week, that's good.

On the down side, I just realized that there's another freakin' football game on channel 10 -- this means I'll probably get the lottery numbers late, which means I'm stuck here that much longer.

Argh. I'm about three minutes from collapsing into a dozing heap on the desk.