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February 16th, 2005


I need more local friends who are all-hours people like me who can go zooming around to various late-night places on a whim. I really do.

I should have been a cat.
Stressmonkey time. Supervisor training involves both a lot of things that I already have down pat, plus a bewildering portfolio of things that I haven't the foggiest about, exacerbated by the fact that things that should have been done with a spreadsheet starting sometime in the last century are still conducted with -- get this -- huge-ass ancient CALCULATORS. I mean, I can see the having of calculators about to back up one's fancy-pants computer system, or perform random calculations at the drop of a hat that don't merit firing up ye olde computer machine, but ... for routine daily calculations involving a metric assload of percentages with repetitive calculations? Good gods.

This, of course, is largely because the majority of the supervisory staff either hasn't met spreadsheets in all their glory, or consider them a specialized operation somehow unrelated to daily functionality. I'm surprised, though, that the Heavy Geek Contingent hasn't introduced spreadsheets to the rest of the staff and made loud noise about how awesome they are and all and all.

You really should not have to enter the same number in the same position in an equation more than twice. Let alone four to five times. Let clearly alone NINE times, which is what I was doing today. Oh, yes, spreadsheets shall be introduced posthaste. People ignorant of the function of spreadsheets shall be introduced to them.

And I shall become as awesome a check-in person as the Check-In Princess. I have foreseen it.
Dictionary of Difficult Words

I'm finding a surprising number of unfamiliar words, so I'm eagerly going through this. Bad user interface, as it isn't designed for reading from beginning to end, and they really should have anticipated that, perhaps listing a good ten words and their meanings on the same page with skips to the next and previous pages, but eh. Tabbed browsing is a Good Thing.

In marginally related news, even with all the stressmonkey things going on, it's great to hear that there are things of unambiguous joy going on in the universe. Congratulations are due to all involved parties in any of the applicable events. (Vague much, Reverend Lunatic? Given as there are a good two or three things I can think of that apply off the top of my head? I know I've tendered my congratulations in person to at least two parties over separate items within the past 24 hours alone, and there's probably more going on that I'm a little too vague in the head to think directly about... )

So, if there's something you're particularly happy over that you're just bursting to tell someone about, whether you have already or not, feel free to go "Wheeeeee!" over it to me, either in comments so everyone can celebrate with you, or privately. Even if you feel you must be maddeningly non-specific...

Ahh, the Willow House.

"I'm up for pretty much anything, as long as it's not, like, TMICollapse ), you know?" -- a model talking with a photographer

J and I are hanging out. She's just discovered metaquotes. Ph34r.

Willow House blues

"Your best friend in this situation would either be kilts or jumpsuits." -- some random guy at the Willow House, evidently about bathroom topics.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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