Ugh.

There's just something about Mondays.

I survived my first team reorganization at work today. I've lost my boss and my mentor as they flit off to tackle Performance Engineering, whatever the fuck that means. I remain doing what I've always done in Services Engineering, now under a different lead.

People keep insisting that this is a positive thing and that there have been multiple private conversations among management regarding if I deserve a promotion. This is well and good, but I'd much rather be back in my old building sharing half an office with a Chinese woman who enjoys Powershell and feelm.

On my way to the breakroom today to get more caffeine, I caught my reflection in the glass window of a darkened, empty office. And I saw that I now look for all the world like Jhim.

Back in stupider times, I met Randy Milholland at Ogrecon and bought an autographed sketch he did of Jhim (with his constantly crushing friend PeeJee in the background, longing for him). I suppose I should dig it out of one of the boxes it's probably still firmly inside and scan it in for posterity.