I had my yearly performance review at work yesterday, and while I was a little nervous about it — those “where do you see yourself in x-number of years?” questions are always a little tough — I think it went well. I’m looking forward to 2014, even if the next couple of months are going to involve a lot of work.
I spent about four hours doing some of that work today, actually, which is not exactly how I wanted to spend my weekend. But I’m losing Monday, since I’ll be at a conference for work, and this review report really needs to have been finished weeks ago. The closer I can get it to finished, the better.
It wasn’t all fun and work games, though. Yesterday I finished reading Kurt Vonnegut’s Timequake, which just made me sad all over again that he’s no longer with us. And today I finished Are You Mother? by Alison Bechdel, which made me want to re-read her earlier book about her father, Fun Home. This “comic drama” is very good, too, although there’s a lot of distancing with all the talk of D.W. Winnicott and Virginia Woolf, maybe by design. In some ways, it’s a book about psychoanalysis as much as it’s a book about Bechdel’s psychoanalysis and her relationship with her mother. I liked it, but I seem to remember liking Fun Home a lot more.
Although I really do like that this is now the status of my Goodreads reading challenge:
Finally, this evening I watched Ultraviolet, which is maybe the worst movie I have ever seen. (And I saw Jonah Hex only two weeks ago.) It’s such a ridiculous mess of a movie that it’s painful to watch, and it’s a regret I’ll take with me to my grave. To make it worse, I watched it on Crackle, who kept interrupting the movie with the same three or four advertisements — all of them terrible — and making the experience just that much worse.
Don’t you just answer that you’ll be happy if you’ve survived the zombie apocalypse? Living the dream somewhere in the cold, cold north where all the zombies have frozen solid? These are totally valid life goals.
Also, 4 of 1: the SNG character no one ever talks about!
I think they just want a more pro-active answer. Like, “What kind of zombie-killing skills will you bring to the table in your work here with us?”
I like to say that I see myself winning the lottery or surviving the plague, and probably still working with the company. I don’t know that there’s any good answer to that question…it always feels like a trap.