In which the sci-fi I’m reading totally fucking sucks, but I was lying in bed trying to watch a vid the other day and got irritated with the fact that I had to have my head upright in order to feel comfortable. Being a creature from the bottom of a gravity well means that in […]
In which I am totally out of condition for the kapha Olympics. Took myself out for awesome chile rellenos at Rosita’s on Friday night. Got my hair done on Saturday morning. Went out for sushi with Teh [Now Ex] BF on Saturday night. Did laundry Sunday and watched a vid. Walked the dog a couple […]
In which I do go on about vacation and Amma and work. I will go on vacation in nine days. NINE DAYS. I can’t remember the last time I needed a vacation so very badly. I can’t wait to zip up my rolly case and go to the airport. I can’t wait to get on […]
In which I accomplish virtually nothing whatsoever. I had plans to get some shit done this weekend, but The Curseâ„¢ arrived and I decided to be lazy instead. I watched a bunch of classic Doctor Who. I ate hash browns with gravy, a weird and completely non-nutritious dish I get occasional cravings for. I knitted. […]
In which it’s all good news. Okay, so obviously none of you read, care about software, or have an iThing, so you were not in the least interested in the last post. (At least Shenry was kind enough to comment anyway.) But guess what? I have something interesting to share! I’ve been asked to write […]
Today I am getting unreasonably irritated with my customers when they say dumb stuff, which leads me to mention that my vacation is at T -25 and counting.
They took her temperature (totally normal) and interviewed me about her behavior (she’s eating and drinking and eliminating) and poked and prodded her tummy (no pain response) and said she’s fine. If she pukes I’m supposed to bring her in for X-rays, but other than that she’s in fine shape for an old girl.
At work, Bindu produced two more puddles of dog puke that I had to clean up with paper towels while on the phone teching a DSL customer. I poured myself a huge glass of water on the theory that it would help me flush out the stress hormones but I have only managed to drink half of it.
I’m trying to maintain a good attitude but I still expect to get laid off any minute. I applied at the local temp agency a couple of weeks ago, just to feel pro-active about something. They called me last week and said they had absolutely no work.
