I have the hiccups because I ate too much. In my defense, dinner was lobster fettuccine with fennel cream sauce, pancetta, mushroom, and asparagus.
Lorne: Back in Pylea they used to call me "sweet potato." Connor: Really. Lorne: Yeah, well, the exact translation was "fragrant tuber" but…
'Conviction (1)'
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Dana - Jan 11, 2012 4:06:27 pm PST #15784 of 30001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Jessica - Jan 11, 2012 4:23:33 pm PST #15785 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
lobster fettuccine with fennel cream sauce
NOMS
tommyrot - Jan 11, 2012 4:25:50 pm PST #15786 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
tommyrot, man, you went away. Don't do that.
Yes ma'am.
I just wish I could post more at work. Sometimes I'll do a threadsuck and read b.org on the train, but my foot/ankle's been bothering me lately so I've driven to work for the last few weeks rather than walking to the train station.
I'm dreading tomorrow. We're getting our first big snowstorm of the season tomorrow, and the worst is supposed to hit around afternoon rush hour. Driving home in that wold be hell, so I'm gonna try to take the train.
I'm thinking wearing boots will provide enough ankle support to let me do the extra walking.
shrift - Jan 11, 2012 5:10:11 pm PST #15787 of 30001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
I guess that means I should bring my snow boots to work, huh? I noticed that the L platforms have been pre-salted.
Zenkitty - Jan 11, 2012 5:16:53 pm PST #15788 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I am so glad I don't have to go to the office anymore. Everyone should have the option to work from home!
I once read a scifi story abut a society in which everyone lived in separate houses and never went out or saw anyone else in person; everything was done over picture phones. This was back in the 80s, I think. I thought, wow, that would never happen!
Jessica - Jan 11, 2012 5:24:42 pm PST #15789 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
I once read a scifi story abut a society in which everyone lived in separate houses and never went out or saw anyone else in person; everything was done over picture phones. This was back in the 80s, I think. I thought, wow, that would never happen!
Isn't that kind of the situation in Fahrenheit 451? With the video walls and whatnot? (Don't quote me - it's been at least ten years since I've read it. So I'm probably mixing it up with something else.)
sarameg - Jan 11, 2012 5:29:31 pm PST #15790 of 30001
I still want my meatspace people, even if I'm not a touchy feely type. Which is why, despite hating everything, I'm looking forward to burger night with 3 of my neighbors tomorrow, with lots of dish! And market saturday with the northern crew (I keep TRYING to get them together, but always fail.) And wishing my vacation wasn't so measly, because I'd like to make trips to Dallas and Knoxville this year, but with weddings and family visits, my vacation time is fucked already.
Zenkitty - Jan 11, 2012 5:31:40 pm PST #15791 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Isn't that kind of the situation in Fahrenheit 451? With the video walls and whatnot? (Don't quote me - it's been at least ten years since I've read it. So I'm probably mixing it up with something else.)
Shoot, it might BE Fahrenheit 451. I read it ages ago and can't remember. Sad, I know.
§ ita § - Jan 11, 2012 5:42:53 pm PST #15792 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I cannot believe this project manager. She's asking me to take on responsibilities I don't normally, so they can implement a feature that was requested *today* for a rollout on Sunday.
Seriously? Seriously? I'm writing emails at 7PM trying to work out where we stand on this shit, and then she asks me to buckle down? Because I've been doing what up until this point? Three fucking implementations in three weeks. I'm buckling, believe me.
Man, if my manager pushes me to do this, I'm going to be really irritated. Seriously. If you're a project manager you have to weigh effort versus priority, and THE BUSINESS HAS NOT REQUESTED THIS. It's just the IT lead who decided it should be this way.
eta: I pretty much should not have sent out the terse "Do you know how many tasks away from this being complete we are???" email I just did. That was bad form. But at least I cc-ed my manager on it. Huh?
sarameg - Jan 11, 2012 5:56:16 pm PST #15793 of 30001
Yes. I'm appallingly blunt at work these days (and not just this day, this day I censored because I was exceedingly harsh in my head, but I'm pretty sure the new hire thinks I'm unapproachable. Sorry, I have hormonal affectlessness, and I hate everything today) but best to be clear. This install was supposed to be in October. It failed and failed and failed until yesterday. And even once in ops, new fails! Fixed, but still, damnit.
Am so done with this week.
Also, Pumpkin has taken to sleeping in MK's old spot, on the spare bed. I'm glad she likes it, she's damned cute and getting more lovey to me (rather than ignoring me exlusively for her boyfriend Loki) but... funny how that pinches something somewhere.