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Good morning.
Yes, I enjoyed my time away from the office, no, I did not do anything special during the New Year holiday, and that made it perfect.
Lost a circuit here at the office this morning. Severely limited network connectivity across both buildings I am responsible for. Just the thing for 300+ users syncing their data for the first time in two weeks. Lovely, lovely, lovely. The good news is I only work a 4-day work week this week. The bad news is its going to feel like seven.
Some asshole backed into my car sometime this weekend, damaging the trunk. I hate people.
Ate lobster fried rice, spinach couscous, bermuda peppers, drank a tonne of gin, and settled on a local Missouri wine made in the tradition of Auslese. Now, it's not Spatlese, but at $6.50 a bottle, I'm a new Missouri wine fan. Watched The Dukes of Hazzard and The Skeleton Key.
Lori turned 39. Again.
Having a bad hair day.
Brought fried-turkey sammaches for lunch.
I've been reading this vampire series by local author Laurell K. Hamilton. I'm on book three. Last night I went to sleep and dreamt all night about several vampire gangs all vying for control of the city. Some I supported, some I did not. I was pivotal in getting key players in each gang to support or destroy other gangs, while simultaneously bringing only the champion of each to a specific location, on time, in order to not appear to have been playing both sides against the middle. "A dream about vampires?" I was asked, "Was it scary?" The answer is no, but it was a logistical nightmare! I awoke exhausted.
I wear a coat and tie to the office everyday. We don't have 'Casual Friday' here, nor are any denim items allowed on site. Being the troublemaker I am, I have seriously considered finding a denim tie to wear to work, but that's just a fantasy of mine. Nonetheless, the week between Christmas and New Years, they allowed all employees (there was like, 4 of us in the building that week) to wear jeans. What bliss! What comfort! Alas, no more. I need a hair cut.
Yes, I enjoyed my time away from the office, no, I did not do anything special during the New Year holiday, and that made it perfect.
Lost a circuit here at the office this morning. Severely limited network connectivity across both buildings I am responsible for. Just the thing for 300+ users syncing their data for the first time in two weeks. Lovely, lovely, lovely. The good news is I only work a 4-day work week this week. The bad news is its going to feel like seven.
Some asshole backed into my car sometime this weekend, damaging the trunk. I hate people.
Ate lobster fried rice, spinach couscous, bermuda peppers, drank a tonne of gin, and settled on a local Missouri wine made in the tradition of Auslese. Now, it's not Spatlese, but at $6.50 a bottle, I'm a new Missouri wine fan. Watched The Dukes of Hazzard and The Skeleton Key.
Lori turned 39. Again.
Having a bad hair day.
Brought fried-turkey sammaches for lunch.
I've been reading this vampire series by local author Laurell K. Hamilton. I'm on book three. Last night I went to sleep and dreamt all night about several vampire gangs all vying for control of the city. Some I supported, some I did not. I was pivotal in getting key players in each gang to support or destroy other gangs, while simultaneously bringing only the champion of each to a specific location, on time, in order to not appear to have been playing both sides against the middle. "A dream about vampires?" I was asked, "Was it scary?" The answer is no, but it was a logistical nightmare! I awoke exhausted.
I wear a coat and tie to the office everyday. We don't have 'Casual Friday' here, nor are any denim items allowed on site. Being the troublemaker I am, I have seriously considered finding a denim tie to wear to work, but that's just a fantasy of mine. Nonetheless, the week between Christmas and New Years, they allowed all employees (there was like, 4 of us in the building that week) to wear jeans. What bliss! What comfort! Alas, no more. I need a hair cut.
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Sorry to hear about the circuit. Sux, but hell, that's what IT life is all about.
Congratulations on the short work week. I'm getting serious overtime this week as well as holiday pay for both Christmas and New Year's.
You've been around me too long. I can't believe that you say you hate people. After all the relationship advice...tut tut tut
Was Dukes of Hazzard really worth it?
Happy Birthday Lori.
You should feel blessed to still have hair.
Never had fried turkey. You're a FREAK!!!
Vampires are weird. You're weird. Your dreams are weird. This is just one more example of you working too hard for too little money. A logistical nightmare? You've been working in an office for far too long.
here's a link. No thanx necessary. I defy you to Google and come up with something better.
I need a hair cut too. However, I only have $4.13 to my name and the local barber doesn't take credit cards. So...
Oh btw, have a fantastic week!
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The tie was priceless! Thanks for the link. I could be fired for being cheeky. But hey, I am a troublemaker.
The Dukes of Hazzard was fantastic. If you're over the age of 20 and grew up watching it as a kid. If you didn't, no one wants to hear your view on the movie. Period.
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What I found amazing about that link was it took me about an hour to find, it was the only tie made of denim that I could find, and it was for less then $7. I don't think they'll fire you over it. Just wear it on a good mood day for everyone. Or, wear a suit that matches it. That way, they won't notice it and might even compliment you on it.
When Dukes of Hazzard came to the theater here, everyone said that it sucked, so I didn't see it. It's funny. I had a (I wonder if I can call this person a friend since we never really did anything) person that I know who was from New York come down and say that her favorite music was country. For what it's worth, no one here listens to that stuff and all the singers are from, in and around the city of Nashville, very far away from where all that "cowboy" bullshit takes place. I guess what I'm trying to say is the whole "country" motif just isn't true for the most part, even here in Alabama. That stuff is more towards Texas as you very well know, so I guess you could say we feel offended by that type of stuff. So I have mixed feelings about the movie.
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