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i am a classic "right brain" thinker. i would like nothing more than to sit in a room all day and come up with cool ideas for stuff at work. that's one of the things i like about this job -- someone tells me there's a problem, and i come up with a way to make it all better.
however... i'm working on a big project right now where i have to analyze data we're getting in from a pilot program we're doing. um, analysis = duh for me. show me a pile of data and say "i'd like to know what story this data tells", and all i'll want to do is surf cute overload and plan what i'm having for lunch.
i blocked off most of my day to look at just a small subset of this data. and my brain hurts. i'm not wired to think this way. on the one hand, some of it is cool, like solving a puzzle... but when there's data that doesn't fit with everything else, i can't explain it. waaah.
speaking of lunch... today i wanted pizza in the worst possible way. pizza, and maybe a giant slice of cake. instead i got a salad and a yogurt for later. i'm happy i managed to control myself (unlike yesterday, where i DID have a slice of pizza), but pissed because i want comfort food. dammit. i have 4 days left before my next weigh-in, and i've already used all of my extra points for the week (yesterday's pizza, and tuesday night's el vez chow-fest)... so no treats for me, unless i do some major exercise. gah!
however... i'm working on a big project right now where i have to analyze data we're getting in from a pilot program we're doing. um, analysis = duh for me. show me a pile of data and say "i'd like to know what story this data tells", and all i'll want to do is surf cute overload and plan what i'm having for lunch.
i blocked off most of my day to look at just a small subset of this data. and my brain hurts. i'm not wired to think this way. on the one hand, some of it is cool, like solving a puzzle... but when there's data that doesn't fit with everything else, i can't explain it. waaah.
speaking of lunch... today i wanted pizza in the worst possible way. pizza, and maybe a giant slice of cake. instead i got a salad and a yogurt for later. i'm happy i managed to control myself (unlike yesterday, where i DID have a slice of pizza), but pissed because i want comfort food. dammit. i have 4 days left before my next weigh-in, and i've already used all of my extra points for the week (yesterday's pizza, and tuesday night's el vez chow-fest)... so no treats for me, unless i do some major exercise. gah!
