• 24 hours without phone service.

    I was hoping I wouldn’t have to take the day off to actually have this delt with, but apparently, someone over at Bell needs to be called back, blasted, and then properly instructed on how best to fix my freakin’ phone line so it actually works for more than an afternoon. Apparently, it’s not about to fix itself, however. And I’m not waiting until Monday to have it looked at a second time. The call gets made, tonight. And it’ll be pretty one-sided. In the meantime… I’ve received possible alternatives to mother Bell. They will be investigated.

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  • Could it really be almost over?

    Could MLSE really have smartened up a little tiny bit and finally actually gave John Ferguson the axe, as certain reports have been speculating? Could we really be heading towards something productive actually being accomplished with this team? Oh, wait, MLSE’s still in controll. Well, at least Ferguson might be gone. That’s something. Now taking predictions for next year’s GM…

  • Why am I paying for service I’m not getting?

    For the third time this month, and the second time in 2 days, I presently have no home telephone line. Which, for whatever reason, has no effect whatsoever on my DSL service. My overall pissedness with the ISP side of my phone company is already well documented, but I’ve yet to actually make mention to the problems I have with the phone company side of it. Which makes sense, really–until this month, I’ve had none. But, as it stands right now, I currently have no dial tone. I’ve had no dial tone since I’m not sure when this morning. I had no dial tone until the technician showed up yesterday at about noonish to replace the phone line. We know it’s a problem with the actual building. Meaning, the line going from building to main box a couple streets over. Which means at least it didn’t cost me anything to replace it. However, it *should* also mean that once the technician replaced it, it should be fixed. Not so much. Granted, it worked yesterday afternoon. And last night, until I’m not sure when. But she no worky now. And it’s not sitting well with me. fortunately, after outage number 1 I got smart and had my home phone number forwarded to my cell, so at least now any incoming calls I should be expecting won’t be missed. But I purchased home phone service through these fools for two reasons. It makes teh interwebs cheaper, and I still need to call folks long distance. Not doing that on my cell, thankyaverymuch. So now I’m paying for a phone line I’m only using for internets, and a long distance service I can’t use until the internets people start doing their phone company job, too. And all of this comes wrapped in a neat little what the fuck package. Tempted am I to ditch Bell/Sympatico entirely. Except I’m not a big fan of VOIP, and the only real alternative to them for the internet is Rogers. Um, can we say no thank you please? Suggestions are welcome. If the 1.25 of you who actually read this thing have any. Until then, mother Bell can kiss my ass.

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  • Who should you vote for?

    Probably the top question I get asked at work nowadays, nevermind the fact a few of my US friends and I have had conversations like these (hello, Anne) on more than one occasion. And since I’m pretty well US politics stupid, this is the best way I could think of to answer that question. Well, that, and I don’t do enough of these.


    Who You Should Vote For


    Dennis Kucinich: 69%
    John Edwards: 56%
    Mike Gravel: 56%
    Ron Paul: 44%
    Barack Obama: 38%
    Hillary Clinton: 38%
    John McCain: 31%
    Fred Thompson: 25%
    Mike Huckabee: 25%
    Mitt Romney: 25%
    Rudy Giuliani: 19%

    Who you agree with on the war in Iraq: John Edwards, Dennis Kucinich, Mike Gravel, and Ron Paul

    Who you agree with on the economy: Hillary Clinton, Dennis Kucinich, and Mitt Romney

    Who you agree with on health care: Hillary Clinton and John Edwards

    Who you agree with on taxes: Dennis Kucinich

    Who you agree with on abortion: Hillary Clinton, John Edwards, Mike Gravel, Dennis Kucinich, Barack Obama, and Rudy Giuliani

    Who you agree with on gay rights: Ron Paul, Fred Thompson, and John McCain

  • As much as I complain about going to work…

    It sure is awesome when I get here. Particularly when the coffee’s bought for me. Some days, I really, really love this job. ๐Ÿ˜‰

  • Weee!

    Must. See. Tonight. If I’m not awake in time to watch this show (note to self: 8:00 tonight, channel 6), someone within driving distance of me has my permission to show up at my front door wielding a shotgun. And use it. I blame Anne for introducing me to the fact that show’s on. Hopefully she’ll still be able to watch it tonight… I know she was looking forward to it, too. Anyvay. Yes. Will watch. Or heads will roll. Huzza.

    Update: delayed, but not denied.

    Thankyaverymuch to an apparent need to fall asleep at 6:00 tonight and not wake up ’til quarter after 9, I have managed to miss the pilot episode. However, thankyaverymuch to the awesomeness that is bittorrent, I will still get to watch it. Mock me all you want for downloading crapola off the internet. If you’d record it on a PVR, and don’t tell me you wouldn’t, I can bloody well download it. Hipocracy is a government thing.

  • Is it Sunday yet?

    The calendar says no, but it’s lied to me before. I’ve been back to work for a grand total of a week, and already I’d kill for a week off. It’s been *that* busy this week. Add to that the fact that I’ve actually been making a conscious effort to semi-keep up with the cleaning of my tiny little place, and not just leaving it all for a day off, and I’ve been pretty busy. Lazy is the preference, so you can probably guess at my state of mind right about now and not be out somewhere in left field. Right field, maybe. I’m just now getting used to the idea of my weekends being Monday and Tuesday, and now we’re talking about shifts changing again. So I’ll probably wind up with some funky thing like Wednesday and Thursday being the new weekend. Well, as long as I’m not doing the 2:00 to 11:00 thing again, I’ll go for it willingly. I did that when I first got out of training–ironicly, it was just about this time last year. Actually, almost exactly this time last year. I won’t willingly do it again unless there’s, like, no other option. It interferes with the roleplay. And some days, particularly after lengthy stretches of time with the family, my roleplay is the difference between a murderous rage and a nervous twitch. It would be unwise to take such a thing away from me. *rubs hands together*

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  • What’s your name’s hidden meaning?


    What James Means


    You are fair, honest, and logical. You are a natural leader, and people respect you.
    You never give up, and you will succeed… even if it takes you a hundred tries.
    You are rational enough to see every part of a problem. You are great at giving other people advice.

    You are usually the best at everything … you strive for perfection.
    You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.
    You have the classic “Type A” personality.

    You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated.
    You master any and all skills easily. You don’t have to work hard for what you want.
    You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you’ll knock down anyone who gets in your way!

    You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.
    You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.
    At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.

    You are the total package – suave, sexy, smart, and strong.
    You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.
    You don’t always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don’t have as much going for them as you do.

    Way to superinflate my ego. Anyone wanna take a stab at just how accurate this is? Hint: it’s not. I dare you to prove otherwise. Mwa!

  • You may be wondering about the lack of Leafs posting.

    The simple, yet sad truth? They’re dead, and I’ve accepted that. Plus I’ve plum run out of ways to say they lost for the billionth time this year plus 1. So, I wash my hands of this season, pray to God John Ferguson gets himself canned, and will start over next year. In the meantime, maybe I’ll be motivated this summer to blog the baseball season. Anything’s possible.

  • Bad things happen when you can’t sleep.

    For instance, you spend 3 hours before you have to go to work getting rid of a couple hundred spam comments on your blog. Or maybe that’s just me. That’s also a distinct possibility. Spammification sucks.

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