Too busy for you bitches?!?

NEVAH!
::: except lately :::

I say fuck that shit!
::: But then I take on a new project and get fucked by that shit :::

I say screw that noise!!
::: But then comes project scope creep and that noise become DEAFENING:::

Sure, the projects are always big …

Outsourc, err, offshore partnering …
Terminati, uhh, deferring employment for a select set …

And getting soooo supremely fed up with that mess that I chucked a BIG OL’ duece to the douches who made me do it, said a contractual ‘I Do’ to a some sparkly newness and immediately found myself up to my ears in project planning fuckery and timetable tomfoolery I’ve had zero clock ticks to fix but realize I was apparently supposed to have solutionized, like, 4 months, 3 days, 7 hours and 36 seconds before I ever agreed to this gig.

Seriously?!?
Yeah.

I’d ask Calgon to take me away, but that would imply I’ve had even the smidgest of spare moments to indulge in something as decidedly decadent as a full-body soak.
::: oooooooo full-body soak!!! :::

And so here I am — getting the ass end of a ginormo assignment.
Again.

Can’t I just win the Lottery so I can play with you bitches full-time?!