I don’t know exactly what happened at work this morning, but apparently there was an essay on our sites that had profanity in it, or something like that, and a client complained, or, well, something like that, and the result was that Vincent, our QA guy, sent out an email asking if someone could provide him with a list of profanity words. Vincent is Chinese, and English isn’t his first language. After a volley of emails, he then sent this one, in explanation: Just to clarify why I needed… One…
back report
The auld back is a lot better in the mornings, right now. By evening it hurts quite a lot and I’m very very tired. And now I’m going to the chiro, where I will probably hurt more upon return than I do now. :P
well…
Well, I wrote a very little bit on MD tonight. My back hurts. :P I decided I’m going to get the first third of the book done, polish it, and bring it down. That’ll have to do, as far as the con’s concerned. I really wish I hadn’t hurt myself. :(
er. well.
Er. Well. That was easy. I just called my 401k people to see if I could get a loan against my 401k for a down payment for a house. It took about seven minutes and I didn’t speak a word. The whole thing is entirely automated. I asked for a loan, I told it why, I told it how much, I told it how many months I wanted to pay it back over, it told me how much my bi-weekly repayment plan would be, then said it’d send a promissory…
feh.
I wish — I wish many things, but at the moment I wish I had more (like, oh, all) of MD written. I wish trying to write while lying flat on my back didn’t make me fall asleep. I wish sitting up to use my laptop didn’t make my back hurt. I wish I wasn’t nervous about this convention. *sigh*