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9:06 AM 2/20/2007
Dear Computer Incompetents: very good that you recognized that it was the PC's lack of response that put the monitor into power save mode. (And, incidentally, it's "power save mode", not "power safe mode". Not very good that you didn't figure out that it was the mouse's lack of response to the shiny surface of the desk cover in the phone goon booth. You can use the keyboard just fine.
No love,
Not part of IT.

9:36 AM 2/20/2007
Was a good girl & walked to work. Go, me. Must get stamina back up, because I have every intention of joining the local boffer group that some guy who I completely don't know is starting up. Given that I was dancing around at the plasma place last night, just because I was tired of sitting still and I felt like it, I'm completely ready to get my stamina back. I think getting enough sleep has something to do with it. I actually have energy. I get hyper. It's amazing. I'm also waking up before Mr. Alarm Clock.

9:58 AM 2/20/2007
That reminds me: I should really be more willing to address technology as neuter if it doesn't specify a gender at me, or a name. But no, it's Mr. Alarm Clock, even though my gendersense tells me, upon thinking about it, that the alarm clock is actually rather tomboy-female. Which makes the "Mr." make sense, actually.

... I think I might be over-thinking this. But eh. Good day, ba Wall Clock.

10:22 AM 2/20/2007
... And since $OTHER_SIDE_JOB was not running last night due to it being President's Day, that team slacked off. There's a utilities study that they also cover, and the paperwork from that was largely left undone. I groused to Pink Shirt Guy and his counterpart. "But that was Snapping Gum Super," his counterpart said. "Ah, yes," Pink Shirt Guy added. "We suspect he rode the short bus."

Hardly a ringing endorsement of the fellow, but it's better than a slap in the face with a wet fish.

10:26 AM 2/20/2007
Nggggh. I have a girl-crush but bad. I've been trying to fight it off since forever, but I think it's doomed. Doooooom! It's a very, very bad sign when a Leonard Cohen song can make someone, especially me, giggle giddily. Bad Lunatic. No monogamy-biscuit, though I might still get a pat on the head if I can refrain from making too much of a dork of myself in face-to-face-space. I may have to explain this one to Darkside sooner than I'd thought. *facepalm* Though I have been anonymously assured that the partner of the woman is all "I approve of your good taste" rather than "RRR JEALOUSY AND SPITE" when people have crushes in that direction, which is good to know. *facepalm*

11:07 AM 2/20/2007
Really, it makes every bit of sense that I should have this crush. All the psychological reasons for me to totally go ga-ga are right there lined up to shove my poor unresisting psyche right over into gigglesome goo. I'm totally not losing any interest in Darkside, because that's not how I operate, but zomg.
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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