You know why. Now to finish convincing my desktop at home to play nice with attachments.
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Samari76, you are made of fucking win.
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I love OC Transpo, I love OC Transpo, I love… ah who am I kidding?
I got here 10 minutes ago, give or take. I’m scheduled to start 20 minutes ago. James is not overly thrilled this morning. If this is a sign of how the rest of today’s gonna turn out, I’m gonna just duck out all kinds of early and do all kinds of falling into bed.
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I have come to a very disturbing realization.
A computer manufacturing company who expects me to do tech support for them is apparently unable to stick a computer in front of me that’s capable of opening a whole lot more than the number of windows necessary to complete the tasks asociated with this job, who’s days are both numbered and decreasing. The system’s not slow, by any means. It just can’t handle a massive onslaught of pages that would have served to be the somewhat amusing and somewhat fucked up contents of the entry that should be replacing this one. Ah well, not every system can be built to *my* specifications. But can it at least be built to stable ones?
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Dear random person texting me:
If you know my cell number and can therefore text me, you also know I’m working and probably won’t be responding to said text for, like, ever. Sorry, blame the call center. If faster responses are required, throw me an email. If you’re one of these people who thinks texting’s the everything, I’m gonna break your heart. You’ll survive.
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I am no longer a LJ virgin.
I got to ban my first spammer. Congrats to cchristia65. … Damn, this is gonna be a slooooow morning.
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Gruh.
Just for the record, not that it needs to be said or anything, I so don’t want to be awake right now. It’s that whole world not turning before 10 thing, and all that. I finally crashed about 12:30 or so, got up 5 hours later, so yeah, I can make it through the day easy enough. I’d just really really really like to not have to right about now. it kinda sorta maybe tries its best to help, though, that I’m not exactly fully awake yet. It fails epicly, but it tries. Guh. Mondays suck. That is all.
Edit: Oh, yes. And of course the requisit call, text, call from the mother making me think there was something important that needed to be attended to last night. But no, she just wanted to shoot the shit. Family, sometimes, I hate you.
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Because I can’t be the only one with left field musical tastes.
I stole this link from silly-singer, after she finally actually got it to the point where it wasn’t all broken and such. And, and, and, it likes me! … and my music choices. And for the Canadians in the crowd, it’s Pandora on crack. And not blocked from Canada. And probably the only place besides last.fm where I can get away with listening to something like Nickelback right after a Garth Brooks song without downloading both of ’em. Plus I haven’t quite figured last.fm out yet… so this one works.
… This entry used to have a point. It ran away from me. I go now.
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And that’s done.
Phone service should be restored eventually. Hopefully tonight. Can someone with my home number call me if they’re home before 5:30 and lemme know if it goes to voicemail? … Or, at least, doesn’t say I’ve been disconnected?
Edit: Thanks to people who called me. It does indeed work. Now I just need to complete the task of utterly owning Bell.
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Friday? Friday!
Well, technically. See last Friday’s post about it not actually *being* friday until 5:30, when I walk outa this place for 2 days of absolutely awesome relax me time. I have no fucking clue what it is I’m doing this weekend, but I do know it’s going to involve way cool people, and probably at least one phone call. I say at least one because, well, I can.
Speaking of phone calls, Bell’s apparently not done screwing with me yet. I get home last night to find that everyone’s favourite phone company has murderized my phone service. Why? Because apparently, even though I paid ’em on Tuesday, they decided they weren’t paid yet. So part of my lunch hour will involve giving them my third? … fourth? earful this year so far. Fun fun. Thankfully I do still have cell service (if anyone who needs to get a hold of me doesn’t have my number and should, let me know; I tend to be ridiculously bad at keeping track of who has what sometimes.), so at least I’m not all manner of cut off. And I’ve still got intarwebz, so I can still catch up with people. I’d just like my landline back plz, kthx. Ah well, can’t win ’em all. There will be nuclear bullshit a-flying. somebody at the phone company of dooom will accidentally end up in its path. And I will watch with innocent amusement. Or something.
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Teh birthday!
Happy birthday, masterofmusings! Hopefully this next trip around the sun’s as easy on you or easier than the last one. And hopefully you’ll see the light… Corner Gas just isn’t worth cryin’ over.