Day Three Hundred and Fifty-Nine - She Works Hard For The Money

I was worried that I wouldn't have a lot to say and that finding ETs while I was working @ the Symposium would be a significant struggle [I don't like to overplan when I'm already overstressed]. Today I kinda doubled my efforts, although both of them happened somewhat by accident. The overriding thing for the day was that I worked a 15-hour day. Even at my old place of employment where we worked some cra-zay hours - I'm sure I never went 15 hours. I arrived @ the conference centre @ 6:30am and I left @ 9:30pm. I worked basically the entire time - stopping briefly to drink a tea and eat a gigantor cheese danish. I was so out of it by the time I returned home I could barely stand up in the shower and didn't really have the energy to eat roasted red pepper and tomato soup that was entirely drinkable [I can be confused by cutlery when exhausted - I guess that's Joseph's line of thinking]. And hooray - I will be back @ the convention centre @ 7:30am tomorrow [it's my sleep in day!]!

This evening there was a fundraiser event for our capital campaign as well as a donor recognition reception organized by yours truly. As I was cleaning up from the cocktail reception I was very late in heading in to the theatre for the event. In fact, I was just going to not go in until one of the convention centre staff told me that I could go up to the balcony [which had been locked]. So I sat alone in a balcony. I was so paranoid that everyone sitting below could see me and would be looking and wondering why I was the only psycho [or person of any kind] up in the balcony [my boss later told me that they couldn't see into the balcony at all]. Also, it was very cold up there being the lonely only body [and wearing a mini-dress too, I guess].