cleverly disguised as a responsible adult

Oh gods. Day three of three is half done. I am so scattered from sitting in EXTREMELY close proximity to MANY other people all day long. I can't focus on anything for very long at a time and I feel so unproductive that I'm amazed I'm actually accomplishing the simplest of tasks.

I've not checked in much with FB, just skimmed every so often.
I've skimmed LJ a bit, but haven't had the spoons to read in depth.
I've not read any of my webcomics since Monday morning.
I've not updated HabitRPG
I've not opened DuoLingo to review either my German or my Spanish

I was able to snag a half hour yesterday while on a call to update Storium. I'm now narrating three separate games and playing in two. All are very different genres and characters. It's fun, interesting, and gets me a little out of my head. It also lets me know that I've not lost all my English skillz...not that they were ever particularly strong, but I like telling stories.

I'm a bit overly caffeinated right now. Cuban coffee (aka colada or cubano) is prevalent down here. This is an AMAZING THING. It's black as night and sweet as sin. And is full of caffeine. I've had lots. I've also had soda and regular coffee. I'm trying to offset this with water, but my liver and other systems are mad at me.

The people here are mostly nice. They're also either incompetent or loud and belligerent if you tell them something they don't want to hear. I smile, take notes in the loud yelling meetings, and stay on mute on conference calls as much as possible. My werk team is trying to be patient, but we're all running on empty and needing to take breaks for deep breathing exercises.

But I've been asked about my tattoos and that always makes me happy. I've been able to Skype with my kiddos and actually heard Ox call me Mama. I have ideas for new tattoos that I want and new dresses/skirts to make. I got complimented on both the Moneta (I took in the bodice by A LOT before packing it) and my new purse. I've had pretty good hair days in spite of the overwhelming humidity.

I want to go home. I miss my kids, I miss dance, I miss my bed, and I miss my routine.

It's increasing in volume here. I can feel my SAN points draining. Blast it all.