I probably shouldn’t be quite so amused by the fact it’s way too easy for me to override their recently applied blockage keeping me out of my home email. I am. Cope.
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I follow the rules. Really, I do.
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Now that’s how we spend a morning.
Doing absolutely nothing except watching TV shows that got me through highschool and part of college. Whoever said downloading crap off the internet should be illegal should have their head examined. Some of these shows, namely The Practice, aren’t even being aired in the great white north anymore. Suckish, seeing as so far as legal dramas go (I took law for a year in college, sue me), this one’s pretty damn good. Shows kinda like that one played a small part in my considering taking up a career in law instead of where I am now. A year in college, though, tought me two things. Our legal system is royally fucked up, and while there’s more than a few things I’ve been accused of having insane amounts of patience for, spending as long as some of those trials go arguing the same point over and over again ad nausium just wouldn’t do it for me. Besides, the job I’ve got now’s about 2 tons easier. Hell, as it stands now I don’t even really have to do half the work; advantage of the problem being on the other side of an international border. I’ll probably keep my interest in law at a general level, but actually getting involved in it? Not unless somebody decides to sue me. Though I *am* looking for alternative employment, so… anything’s possible. Ask me in 6 months.
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An uncharacteristicly non-ranty entry.
According to almadefortitude, almost every entry on my LJ is a rant of some sort. So I shall now disprove that theory by pointing out first that I have absolutely nothing to rant about. 😛 Well, yet. It’s actually rather dead in general, both online and off, it looks like. I actually have time to breathe between calls as is rather oddly becoming the norm, the flist isn’t nearly as active as usual, and for link dump material, I still got nothin’. I’m actually getting dangerously close to bored. Which if you’re me, could get very bad, very quickly. On the positive side, less than an hour and a half and I can start walking to the bus stop for my hour and a bit ride home. I can keep myself amused between calls enough for an hour and a half methinks. And if not, there’s always extra caffeine. Yay planning ahead! … I don’t do this random writing because I can thing very well on Mondays. I stop now.
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I got nothin’.
Most work I’ve actually had to do all morning so far is install this dood’s video drivers. It’s officially noonish. Shweet. I thought I might have material for a link dump, but that ain’t happening. so instead… ’tis back to actually doing my job. what a concept!
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Note to self: do not try troubleshooting the intarwebz at 5:00 in the morning.
Unless you’re already very familiar with the brand of modem you’re troubleshooting. Sadly, I am forced to admit at the moment, I’m not. So setting up the new modem will wait until tonight, when I’ve had a chance to read up on it and figure out how the hell to cold reset the sucker so it can actually be useable. In the meantime, someone had been repeatedly urging me to grab some sleep and I have been ignoring her. I shall correct that now, for all of… half an hour.
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Never let it be said I don’t know what I’m talking about.
I took an English class in highschool run by a teacher who happened also to be a psychologist. I think she might have been the school counsellor too; I dunno, it was forever ago. Clefurgey? Help? So you tended to pick up a little thing or two along the way whether you were interested in it or not. Still, I’ll freely admit I have absolutely no clue about the subject on the whole. That said, I just escentially drowned someone in potential research material for a paper they’re doing. The absolute last thing you can tell me is you can’t find anything useful to write a paper on. I’ve pulled enough of them out of nowhere on the night before they were due you give me an hour and I’ll do everything but write the thing for you. I are teh awesome.
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*flops*
So I’ve officially been home now for a bit over an hour. As said before, the mother dropped by for the better part of the afternoon. Surprisingly, she actually didn’t enter into one of her usual cleaning fits; I dare say the woman’s learning. Now watch it do a complete 180. We hung with murlynns_view for pretty much the whole afternoon, went to pick up some CD’s so she could finally do something with my mother’s pictures from my brother’s wedding, if you wanna call it that. And then she took off back home. I stuck around though and we killed what was left of the evening watching Awake. I’ll eventually tear that movie apart in a review when I’m motivated enough to do so, but… well, let’s just say if you have the choice between watching that movie and doing anything else, for your own sake do anything else. And now, lazy is what I’m about. Sitting on my ass and doing absolutely notta ’til I find something else with which to be entertained. Might possibly include a quick look at the flist. Depends how much effort I actually feel like putting forth. In the meantime… there is TV calling me. Combine that with a recently appeared source of fairly good conversation, and I should be good for an hour. At which point… possibly sleep.
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At least the place looks cleaner?
Unfortunately, I feel no more awake than I did an hour ago. Conversation with almadefortitude managed to keep me from contemplating going right back to sleep, so at least I could get done what little I actually have. Now, I get me ready to get the hell outa here. Important people have means to contact me. Everyone else is just gonna have to wait in line.
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Dear Bell/Sympatico. Die. In. A. Fire.
Second time in half an hour, and while I’m catching up on LJ of all things, it kicks me off. Monday so cannot come soon enough. Also: *only* time you’ll ever hear me looking forward to a Monday on which I work. Write it down in the calendar if you must.
In completely unrelated news, I did attempt to get a couple hours’ more sleep. That was made of all kinds of fail. So, early morning wins. Now I just have to get up the energy to actually do something. A morning person, I am not. Okay, correct that. My body thinks I am. My brain, on the other hand, is still safely tucked away in bed. I say again, the world should not start turning before 10. I should not be moving before noon. Whoever thought it’d be a bright idea to ignore both should be shot. And now, I post this. Before I lose anything resembling coherency that might have snuck its way into this entry. Not that I expect there to be a whole hell of a lot at mumble o’clock in the goddamn morning but y’know.
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A haphazard update. Awake is not I.
In list format, because this quite literally has no real content whatsoever. And because it doesn’t require so much thought.
- Doing your taxes for the first time sucks, royally. Not so much because it’s not easy to do (mine, at least, border on being way too bloody simple), but because you have absolutely no idea how much paperwork’s involved ’til you actually sit down to do it. I finally got at it today (Uh, yesterday?), and I was *still* missing paperwork. Which required phone calls.
- Getting used to the new shift effective on monday. Bleh. On the one hand, Monday-Friday 8:30-5:30 *was* what I was after since, like, forever ago. But on the other… bleh. Not gonna be fun after working the shift I was just on. But at least I get evenings again! And still have weekends!
- The mother thing warned me last night she’d be dropping by at some point this morning. And me without the money to pay to have the place white washed. She’ll just have to settle for having it disinfected.
- I’ve been dinking around with Last.fm the last couple days, mostly out of boredom. And getting nowhere. Their plugin for Winamp doesn’t play nice… I hope it’s just because I’m still downloading crap in the background and not because it’s busted. I’m half inclined to think it’s the latter, though.
- I change ISP’s in 2 days. I officially cancel this account in 15. Hell. Yes.
- I should not be awake at this hour. Somebody should be entertaining me. Or I should be going back to bed. Eh, since I’m up anyway might as well see how much cleaning I can miraculously pull off (see above bullets for why). Whether I will or not though? Ask me in the morning.