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Tuesday, December 28th, 2004
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11:36 am
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the server has crashed 3 times in the last 12 hours. i'm suspending everyone's accounts (with the exception of mine and miska's) until i know what's going on.
it appears to be a problem related to terminal services.
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| Monday, December 27th, 2004
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7:48 am
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i'm in the process of making everything friends only. between a few occasional bad apples posting anonymously (oddly enough not to slam me, but to slam people who reply to my posts), and the more overwhelming worry that someone from work will read this, get ideas, and sack my curby white, saracastic, cynical ass, i'll just feel better if this is done.
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| Friday, October 31st, 2003
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8:36 pm
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oh, and before i faceplant, happy anniversary to the martinis! i know you will have many more, and i will always cherish the fairy tale beauty of your wedding.
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7:54 pm
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my apologies to all, but i'm only making it as far as my bed tonight.
it's been a long hectic week capped by a really long and shitty day that included working for ten hours straight, being the only one around for a virus outbreak on the network (that could have been prevented had peopled done their job), having someone hit me from behind in traffic because they weren't paying attention (granted it was a nudge), dodging fuckhead teenagers throwing eggs at buses, and parking the car only to see more teenagers from the one bad house on our block walking around with spray paint.
i am tired. no, i am more than that, i'm exhausted. i'm that special kind of exhausted where if i don't go to bed, i'm going to cry. between my mom's mystery illness, a grinding commute, and long hours at work... i really don't have much room to have any sort of meaningful interaction with anyone, let alone properly decompress and re-charge my batteries.
if anyone feels slighted or ignored in spite of the above... well... you suck. and your momma dresses you funny.
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| Wednesday, October 29th, 2003
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8:09 am
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this year, my halloween costume will be man who works much and hasn't time to think of one.
i am quite sure you are all trembling mightily.
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| Tuesday, October 28th, 2003
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6:18 am
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| Monday, October 27th, 2003
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5:36 am
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| Sunday, October 26th, 2003
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8:56 pm
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7:32 pm
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i was in the kitchen, making hot and sour soup... and since the local NPR affiliate had devoted Sunday afternoon to rambling diatribes about jazz music without actually playing any jazz, i figured i'd drop a cd in the kitchen stereo. i picked up moby's "everything is wrong: mixed and remixed", and was happily dicing up ingredients when "feeling so real came on"....
... and suddenly i remember blasting that song, tearing down the fell street off ramp with damion hanging out the window and shooting traffic signs with one of the many super-soakers from the back of the car. it was god knows when at night, and we were absolutely fucking crazed on long island iced teas and pixie sticks, makeup and eyeliner smeared all over our faces, fishnets and stripey tights torn and reeking of smoke and silly string.
... and i remember blasting that song while crossing the golden gate bridge heading to the Halloween show at the trocadero with switchblade symphony, and getting waved through the toll plaza for free as the toll taker saw the three half naked girls in the back of my honda crx, all squirming around and trying to get into their somewhat revealing Halloween costumes.
... and i remember blasting that song the morning after a party, inspecting the smoke damage on the kitchen ceiling, finding people passed out in the closet next to the litterbox, wondering who the fuck bought all those pooltoys and nailed them to the walls in the hallway? and where did all those coast guard emergency rations come from?
i've spent a great deal of time arguing with the voice in my head that says i've always been a boring fuddy-duddy and not at all cool, and memories like this silence that voice pretty god damned quick.
i've got to stop being surprised when i find myself identifying with fear and loathing in las vegas.
current music: Moby - Feeling So Real - Westbam Remix
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| Saturday, October 25th, 2003
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11:47 am
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| Friday, October 24th, 2003
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10:51 pm
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8:51 pm - do not poke happy fun andrew in the stomach right now
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for i am full. very full. and the results would be surprising and sticky.
um. yes. anyhoo. in the interests of playing catch-up, here are a few items of note:
item the first: for weeks we've been seeing work done on a small cafe just a few doors up from the rockwell brown line stop. we've watched it slowly turn into a small neighborhood restaurant and coffee shop (replacing the overpriced and froo-froo french bistro place there before it). i walked by last Saturday, and met the owner james, who told me his tale of woe regarding ancient fuses in the basement, and trying not to disconnect the power to the church next door during mass in the middle of said fuse panic.
in spite of that, they did manage to open today (albeit a few hours late we later found out). we stopped in for dinner at what is called the rockland cafe.
it's a small space, about 4 booths total, two tables, and some counter seating by the window. the menu is basic fare: hamburgers, hot dogs, sandwiches, but it's all done incredibly well. i had a bacon cheeseburger that was a nice big slab of meat made from a hand formed patty (not some frozen piece of crap), with slices of bacon that clearly came from giant diabolical pigs who incidentally taste REALLY GOOD. the onion rings were massive wagon wheels of fried crispy bliss, and were surprisingly lite on the grease. we decided to have an after dinner jolt of coffee... miska opted for a mocha latte, i went for a vanilla mocha latte... both were HUGE, served in what looked like alehouse mugs. far from feeling like raising my pinky in the air, i felt i should be singing viking war dirges (or at least spam spam spam).
and to top it off, the table next to us heard our lament that there was no wine served (it's bring your own), and gave us enough of their merlot for two glasses. how cool is that?
despite cher crooning over the stereo the entire time we were there, i REALLY recommend the place. it's priced decently, and it's run by good people, who make good food. i'm looking forward to stopping by there a lot more often. it exemplifies why i like where i live... good people, doing good things, and just plain being decent, friendly, and nice to eachother.
hee! bliss!
item the second:
the night before last i had an odd dream, wherein myself, ![[info]](http://library.vu.edu.pk/cgi-bin/nph-proxy.cgi/000100A/http/web.archive.org/web/20050208141927im_/http:/=2fstat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) jola, alohapirate, and countess0123 were contestants on a new reality show. it was a cross between faking it and big brother. the idea was that the four of us were to be total strangers, and we would all be faking a career while living together. during the little one on one confessionals, we'd all try to guess what the other one really did, and whomever guessed everyone else right won.
the problem was that clearly, we all knew eachother, so we had to fake that we were faking it. i was a chef in an asian restaurant (surprise surprise), countess0123 was running a bakery, alohapirate was a bus driver, and jola was running an executive/ceo training center. the episode where there was supposed to be the big reveal, we all got dressed up as what we really were. i don't recall what i was really dressed up like... but i know countes0123 was dressed like normal... except with a lot of neat pirate stuff. alohapiratecame out in full, AMAZING drag. and jola was dressed sort of like a cross between a ceo and a dominatrix.
rather than go through with it, we ditched the camera crew, broke into a movie theatre, stole all the candy, and watched a bunch of really silly old horror movies.
and then the alarm clock went off.
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| Thursday, October 23rd, 2003
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7:44 pm
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5:39 am
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a good thing:
yesterday while i was working at my desk, someone came up and said "bubba ho-tep?"
it seems she had seen me standing in line, and we had seen the same show. it's nice to know there's someone else at work who likes that sort of thing. we had a really nice chat about some of bruce's other movies, and his question and answer session.
a bad thing:
almost the entire HR team was pink slipped yesterday. some of them had been with the company for 25 years, and have never had a real job to speak of anywhere else. at least one of them was an incredibly well liked and respected guy.
i worry. i shouldn't, because clearly i've got a ton to do... but i worry.
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| Tuesday, October 21st, 2003
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7:56 pm
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7:02 pm
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so today i left work "early". and by that i mean i was a laggard and i worked a mere 8.5 hours, instead of the usual 9.5.
did i mention that i'm working my tuckus off?
but it's okay. they've been operating in shell-shocked reactionary mode for so long that they just can't see the obvious solutions in front of them anymore. so i've been just up and making quite a few changes that have already made big impacts both in terms of breathing room, and in terms of the user's view of the IT department. it's a lot like the early days of eterna, with the thrill of forging order out of chaos. except without the amoral croissant eating fucktard who's inability to grasp even the basic tenets of personal hygiene are legend among eterna's former clients.
however, be that as it may, i'm trying to slow down in anticipation of waking up one day and finding out i'm burned out. i like this job. i don't want to do that. so i'm going to be seeing if they'll let me do a 7:30am-4pm shift. that means i miss most of the traffic (which is also another big burnout generator), and the users are already pleased as punch that there's someone in that early. i can get in and clear out the gotchas, and if there aren't any gotchas, i can get my documentation done.
so much to do. but at least several times every day my boss says "you.. you man, just keep doing what you're doing... it's amazing".
i just need to find the right balance, because right now i'm giving a little too much, and the rest of my life is suffering. i haven't messed about in the kitchen in far too long, and i'm just really starting to get my voice in terms of writing. these are things i don't want to lose sight of, because they keep my mind sharp in ways outside of simple problem solving. and when my mind is sharp on both sides, then i'm a better boyfriend.
and darnit, mschaos is worth it. :)
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6:27 am
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| Monday, October 20th, 2003
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6:52 pm
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| Sunday, October 19th, 2003
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1:13 pm
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12:55 pm
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