pine for higher ceilings and bourgeois happy feelings

Hi there. Dear blog. Should I introduce myself again? Should we start over?

It's been so long, I feel awkward (like I always do, actually).


Anyway. My (previous) Managing Editor has left his post to take another offer in Jakarta. Which got me automatically promoted. Thank you, thank you *bow while waiting for the applause to die down* No? Okay.

Somebody said those words when he congratulated me, "automatically promoted", which kind of dimmed my glittery 15 minutes of fame a bit. But what the hey, right? I feel like I'm going (hopefully) somewhere. Although I must admit that from the day the previous ME told me he was resigning until the day the guy from HR officially announced my promotion, I had been busy making a to-do list--or a to-dread list, to be more accurate.

- Look for ideas everywhere, all the time
- I have to know those who matter
- Those who matter have to know me
- Get to know the contributors
- Be nice to get what I want from them
- Be firm to get what I want from them

The list goes on and on, and all the points lead to this: I have to get out of my comfort zone. And it scared the bejesus out of me.

But then yesterday, I left the list for a bit to set up my emails, files, archives and whatnot on the new computer. I can't explain it, but dealing with my old computer is a hassle. It always has a way to not do what I need it to do. Seriously. Even certified IT guys and one Mac geek failed to do something as simple as moving old email archives to the new one. BUT. After picking my own Jello-like brain and some tweaking, I managed to do it. Insignificant triumph, I know, but I feel like if I can successfully do that without whining too much and losing my head in the process, then I can get whatever mess that comes my way neatly on track.

I think I can do this.



Can I get an amen?