I’m wrong. The relevant coworkers are at work already. And I don’t have the password to work on Sarah’s site saved on this computer yet. *thonk thonk thonk*
two hours, a thousand bugs
I’m not sure it actually fills me with delight that I was able to complete the two and a half weeks of work I was behind in the last three hours. I also made a loaf of bread and talked to Ted, who got up at 6 to go to work and reboot the fucking server, for 15 minutes. Those things which I have not completed at work are not completed because they’re dependent on other people also doing their work, most of which was due by last Friday at…
awake
“Couldn’t sleep?” “How could you tell?” “You’re up.” I have been awake since two fucking fifteen, when Ted’s fucking work called to tell him the server was down. For an hour I was too pissed to get back to sleep, and then the airport, which is less than two miles away, started doing I don’t know what the fuck, testing engines or something, which involves a pervasive, ear-aching, bone deep whine which may or may not be generally audible under the ambient noise of day to day life but which…
net!
I have NET. *Man*! *God*, this is so much better! My connection’s been getting slower and slower and slower over the last two weeks, and I’ve been able to do less and less and less work, but the cable guy came today and fixed up the stupid cables and now I have NET. Also, my desk is now entirely clean, because I literally couldn’t log on to my work network at all today, and so I spent the entire day cleaning my desk so the cable guy could get to…
C IS FOR COOKIE
At 4pm, Chanti came running over to me and started poking me and going “Rrwff! Rrrrwwf! Rwuf!” Clearly, it was time to go for a walk. :) miles to Rivendell: 178.5