Daily Archive for August 22nd, 2003

Instant karma’s gonna getcha!

Published on August 22, 2003 in Uncategorized. 4 Comments

It was killing me (and professoreric) today at work because jozjozjoz.com was down all day. Ick!

We both had stuff we were dying to blog about & couldn’t. Instead, I text messaged Yoshi, wrote an email to Shelli and then to Genevieve, and bugged everyone on my IM list at work with my incredible news.

That whole dissinvite drama this week really sucked… for anyone who missed it, what happened was that I was banned from going to a party… BANNED!

But, if you believe in karma, the funny thing is that I got an invitation this morning to go to the LA Area Emmys!!! Ok, so this is not the Primetime Emmys (the one with all the celebs) and it’s not Playboy Mansion… but I never imagined I would EVER go to ANY Emmys & it’s kind of cool to be able to say “I’m going to the Emmys!” …AND I’ve been SPECIFICALLY INVITED! (Ha! Had to throw that in there!)

The most amusing part of this turn of events is that the Emmys are happening the EXACT SAME NIGHT/WEEKEND of the party I was banned from. So when people ask why I’m not there, the “middle man” can honestly say “Jocelyn is at the Emmys tonight” instead of “she was banned from coming.”

The thing that sucks is that I had been planning for a while to get to spend some time with Shelli that weekend, but we’ll have to do a raincheck instead.

I’m the saddest kind of workaholic there is…

Published on August 22, 2003 in Uncategorized. 7 Comments

I overwork myself because I’m afraid that if I’m not busy working, then people will find out how utterly boring, lame, and uninteresting I am.

UPDATE & CLARIFICATION: (Thanks to Sonia for her comment, though! Glad you’re back!)

Whether or not I’m actually boring, lame, or uninteresting is not the point! (While I may joke around and make self-depricating jokes about my life, I do consciously know that I’m not really (that) boring, lame, or uninteresting.)

I made the epiphany that my a large part of my workaholism is rooted in insecurities I have about how others perceive how “great” my life is… making it clear to me for the first time that I don’t work this hard for the money (trust me, it’s not big money), nor the “glory” (trust me, there is none). To my defense, I think this insecurity is combined with a really, really good work ethic, in addition to a desire to achieve/succeed… so *voila!* Workaholic Joz™ is born!

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