Sweet.

Sounds like you had fun, ita.

When I mentioned earlier that I might take a nap, I hadn't thought I'd faceplant on the bed and be out for a few hours. And yet... PT has been scheduled for Monday and I intend to stay drugged up until then.

We'll never use a bank again if we can find and join a CU.

Yeah, I'm thinking seriously about moving to the local federal CU when I get rehired. (::knocks on wood::)

I was just checking out the info on my Household Mastercard online--turns out they just bumped up my limit. Damnit, I'm trying to get that thing paid off, and they give me more room to shoot myself in the foot.

I really should see if I can find out what my credit score is. It has to be better than it was the last time I checked three years ago, when someone got my debit card info.

My bank ran my credit score when I got the new credit card, and the bank officer was visibly surprised at the result. I think she actually said "Wow...your score is 810."

Now, I stopped in there on the way to (or possibly on the way home from) the gym, so I was in yoga pants, t-shirt, no makeup, baseball hat. I looked about 20 years old and possibly somewhat sketchy or at least not prosperous. So I guess her surprise wasn't totally unjustified, but I still wanted to tell her to not make assumptions about people (it makes an ass out of you and umption).

I am home. Not sure if I'm going to get to swim. If the pool opens @6, maybe.

I'm out of practice in recovering from a sudden power loss. Oh, wait. There isn't supposed to be a sudden power loss! Add to the fun, I actually had 4 separate systems to bring up, and they each had their own special snowflake issues.Including one piece of hardware it took until 3 to get straightened out so we could use it. And they don't know why the switch from one trunk to another didn't work when the first failed (though the second soon lost power anyway,) and then they don't know why, when the third trunk failed, it didn't switch over to generator. And they had to do some crazy recabling because a network switch objected to losing power and died, on critical systems, so they had to dig up a temp switch. So that's how many failures? At one point it seemed half of IT was in my office, diagramming the failures on the whiteboard while I was trying to troubleshoot over the phone with someone on a bad skype connection.

I really could use a swim.

I really could use a swim.

Yes! I really want one tonight, but the damn pool is closed until 6:00 am tomorrow. I'll be there bright and early, definitely. Then, if it's going to be as sunny tomorrow as they're saying, I'm going to head over to my apartment complex's pool in the afternoon just so I can read a book and bake in the sun. I'm determined to get a little bit of a tan this year!

Sonofabitch.

I just discovered some oldish gossip from the ex-church, that had been kept so quiet that I was there at the time and didn't even know about it until just now; apparently the current pastor not only just recently fired and evicted the ex-pastor, but previously, in late 2009, had fired one of the priests in residence, a lovely Australian man who'd been living in Berkeley for years while doing various postgrad projects and courses at Cal, and who had just started cancer treatments a month earlier when he was told, "Don't even bother dropping by the rectory to pick up your mail."

What. The. Fucking. Fuck.

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who had just started cancer treatments a month earlier when he was told, "Don't even bother dropping by the rectory to pick up your mail."

Wow, that's just the definition of dickish.