June 21st, 2007

old school hacker, bug

[206] Things about today:

Didn't actually get any Grammar Bitch action on that story. :(

Watching someone have to explain the concept of "circle jerk" to someone else is v. amusing.

If there were a betting pool about the number of people who say NOO LJ YOU SUCK SUCK SUCK AND I WON'T GIVE YOU ANY MORE MONEY! and then turn around and get a permanent account, that would be wrong, bad, immoral, and actually highly funny. I'm not about to start one.

Today's weird IRC fad involved nickchanging with http status codes after the usual nickname. I was Azz|203 for quite a while, which amused me greatly.

I'm feeling much better. My stomach & the rest of the upper end of my digestive system stopped rebelling by 6 or 7, and I was able to get to sleep around 8-ish.

I called the prospective new employer back, confirmed that YES I WAS INTERESTED IN COMING TO THE MEETING, and got location/time/jazz mailed to me. Yay. Shall print out copies of relevant stuff, because it helps to be overprepared.

http://bookshop.livejournal.com/834653.html -- This just scares me, makes me sad, and makes me angry. How do these things get tossed aside like that?

This might explain my problem with walnuts.

This kid sounds too much like That Idiot Shawn.

I have caught up to date on the stuff posted in lightningwatch. Go, me.

Right now, my hair has a string of beads in it. This used to not be unusual for me. I started doing it back in '95, because of the headbanging and stuff. This is a particularly long string, for my head. Today, I get to chop it off. It's longer than any of the other bead-braids I've had, because my hair's longer than it's ever been when beaded. (Or when not beaded, I think.) It became a tradition, somewhere in my head, that a proper bead-braid was an appropriate sacrifice for approaching a potential new job. It feels appropriate, somehow.
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2007.06.21 Solstice.

Happy Solstice. I'm not entirely sure what I should be doing today, but angst is definitely not on the list. I'm happy, and that's a good thing. I'm feeling better than I was yesterday, and that's excellent.

hcolleen is now the proud owner of a permanent account.

I have crazy paperwork to get through today. At least, I think I do. I'm going through and making sure that all the old stuff is in order, because it does need to be done, and I'm now not sure how much longer I'll be full-part-time here. (I'm going down to part-part-time should I get that other job.)

And. Oi. Ecchi-chan came home with one of those things that one hears. M from writers group has to move. Again. The thing about M is that wherever she winds up going, this perfect little cyclone of dramatics winds up surrounding her. She is a Saggitarius, evidently stereotypically so. We love her because she is our M, but omg, omg, omg, it's probably only a matter of time until someone or another comes up to her and slaps her upside the head for being herself. It's very much at the "we put up with her because she's One of Ours" level, and she's one of those people who we would not be able to live with because she really honestly needs a little ivory tower by herself. Some people never do wind up realizing how they'd take their own actions if someone were acting like that to them, and I think she's on that list.

I have strawberries. And in case you haven't heard, there's a permanent account sale going on right now. I haven't the foggiest if I'm going to do a news-comment summary again, but if I do, rest assured that it will be cut-tagged so those who are completely avoiding the topic will be able to do so.

Obso1337 Manager: I'm surprised to see you here.
Me: Why?
Obso1337 Manager: You're not supposed to work on the 21st.
Me: No, I'm supposed to party on the 21st.
Obso1337 Manager: Oh, so you're getting off early and then you're going to party?
Me: Actually, I'm getting off early, going to the interview, and then I'm going to party.


Chatted with wibbble in between documenting the #1 spreadsheet that my backup now primarily does.


Ooo boy. Glad I got into this now. There are crazy things going on with some of the job names. No idea what these people are thinking. I'm guessing there was some error on the technical end of things, but there were some very bad job names. They're supposed to pick from the list, not type in the "other" thing, not unless it's not on the list. There was consistent awful on the job numbers. In some cases, it was understandable awful, but in some...!


A phrase out of an unsent e-mail from gods know how long ago: Please remember to turn in a TPS report every night that any of the jobs that your team turns TPS reports in for runs. This means that even if none of your night shift jobs have run, but a day shift job that you do TPS reports for has run, you still need to turn in the TPS report with that job on it. Otherwise I have to pull the [TPS stats source] for that job, which vexes me and interrupts my day.

Business language is not something that really comes naturally to me.

I'm going through my work e-mail and making sure that everything in there is stuff I need saved. My inbox has gotten very scary. I was scheduled off at 1pm for the interview (it's great that I have a workplace where I don't have to hide that I'm going part-part-time and winding up full-time elsewhere) but I'm going to see what I can do until a more reasonable time.


Oh, wow. Our floor boxen have one Windows login for the phone goons. It has no password. Yesterday, someone ("One of our illustrious trainees," Snarky Lady said) managed to try a password in there. Three times. Massive lockout, all over the floor. Screaming. Crying. Gnashing of teeth. Consultations with IT. Doom!

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