Four hours has undone four months.
What's the use of going on about why? I'd certainly love to deconstruct it, but I'm sore again and don't think I could bear it.
6:32 AM 1/14/2008
Sorry, folks. This has become the griping bitch channel. I'm never pleasant when crossed in love.
In other news, why do conversations like this happen?
Tech: Are you logged in to your account?
Customer: Yes.
Tech: Great, [go do something you have to be logged into your account for].
Customer: Do I have to have my password for that? That's why I was calling. I can't remember it.
WHAT PART OF 'ARE YOU LOGGED IN' DO PEOPLE NOT UNDERSTAND?!?!
7:27 AM 1/14/2008
Related: I HATE it when advertisements say "log on to $WEBSITE" when it is a mere visit and no actual login information (other than the public web viewer account inside the web server) is required.
8:14 AM 1/14/2008
W Neighbor is singing a little song about Outlook.
Fun habits of mine that you have to spend face-time with me to notice: I sing, from time to time. Unfortunately, I have a voice made for ballads, country, or opera. Anything I try to sing devolves into at least one of the above. This works fine when what I am singing is one of the above. It does not work half so well for growly snarly rock songs.
