Losing Your Mind for the Sake of Your Heart

Wednesday. I've had more exciting days around here. In fact, I've been so numbed by boredom that I can't even remember what I did today. I vaguely remember approving some large vendor orders, and working on cleaning up some misapplications. The Big Boss Lady has called me a couple of times to go over my biggest account. She wants to step in and use her muscle to get the account moving. I am ok with that because I think that her influence can get spur action, but I also don't want it to look like I am incapable of collecting on this account on my own. I've made a lot of progress on this one. However, I know that she is getting a lot of pressure from the VP of Treasury, so I think that is the key reason for her intervention.

No new music today. I didn't wake up with anything in mind and I was running too late to take the time to peruse my old CDs. So, instead I scrolled the iPod wheel until it hit on Feist, and I thought that would be a decent selection for another snowy drive into work. I've reviewed Feist before here, so I won't retread. However, I would like to point out that I'm fascinated by the fact that Feist used to front a punk rock band before almost permanently damaging her voice. The doctor told her she might never sing again, yet here she is. Her more mellow style is a compromise between the ability to sing and the minimalization of the strain that could prevent said ability to sing. I think she's doing a good job. I think I am going to sample some of her punk releases, though. I'm interested to hear the "before" Feist.