I'm psyched
Oct. 25th, 2007 06:20 amI'm sitting at Terminal 17 at LaGuardia Airport at this ungodly hour waiting for my flight to Washington, DC so I can attend this: really cool conference.
I have been asking my boss for the OK to go to this thing for about 3 months, but she only said yes on Tuesday. So of course all the arrangements were last minute and nuts rather than calm and relaxed, which I prefer. Why did she wait so long? Only she and God know, I am assuming. She does a lot of strange things. I don't try and figure it out anymore. I just go with the flow.
The conference is going to be good. A great chance to network with my peers from all around the country, a chance to sit in on some very good seminars that are very job-specific and probably some fun tonight and tomorrow evening when the after-party takes place.
Yeah, I know I'm a geek about this stuff, but at least I am a professional geek. Gives me some street cred.
I have been asking my boss for the OK to go to this thing for about 3 months, but she only said yes on Tuesday. So of course all the arrangements were last minute and nuts rather than calm and relaxed, which I prefer. Why did she wait so long? Only she and God know, I am assuming. She does a lot of strange things. I don't try and figure it out anymore. I just go with the flow.
The conference is going to be good. A great chance to network with my peers from all around the country, a chance to sit in on some very good seminars that are very job-specific and probably some fun tonight and tomorrow evening when the after-party takes place.
Yeah, I know I'm a geek about this stuff, but at least I am a professional geek. Gives me some street cred.