Wow, I think someone is actually going to be put on my ignore list.

Phone meetings are great, so long as you aren't the organizer or otherwise one of the primary participants. I get to sit at my desk and post and get work done!

Explaining that a severity one, priority one bug that is not specifically covered by an existing test case is still valid and still has to be fixed should not take thirty minutes.

It's official; I am booked solid from now until two days after Christmas. For almost two weeks I will not have time to do laundry or sit and read the newspaper, unless I do it at work, which sadly is the only time I have to relax. My hatred for Christmas runs deep and cold.

Why is it that the finance group has the hardest time defining their requirements? They're supposed to be numbers people. All the other operational groups can do it at least somewhat well.

 

Similarly, why are they ALSO so self-important? They're a support organization like us (IT) and office services. They don't make money like sales and marketing (well unless you count cooking the books - and no they don't do that, we're no Enron for all our faults).

I find Fran Drescher's stage voice sort of charming. I'm well aware of its grating quality and can joke about it with the best of them. But...I kind of like it.

 

Maybe it's like a scab you like to pick? I dunno.

 

Either way, you heard it here first.

2-6-9- ~ The Goose drank wine ~ and the monkey chewed tobaco on the street car line ~ The line broke .......... and the moneky got a choke ~ and they all went to Heaven in a lil row boat ~~ CLAP CLAP ~~ CLAP CLAP ~~ put yer right hand in yer left and and yer left hand in yer right and ~CLAP CLAP~...............

 

erm the voices made me do it...

really...

they did...

When friends move because of economic woes it really sucks.

I am very fortunate to have met my soulmate at the tender age of five and been with her ever since.

I've come to appreciate tourists a little more since I became a cab driver.

 

JG

12 hours of LotR movies, I come back, and rather than going to bed, I think I'm going to play Rise of nations and try to "rule them all"

I find LotR fever ironic.

 

All those people making sure they see each movie the day/weekend it is released. They are attracted to Sauron's ring just like Bilbo, Gollum and Frodo. That's the ironic thing -- the ring is bad news -- I thought they knew that?

 

Also the Ring will never leave those who made the films. Whatever they do, the Ring they will remember, cling to their time in its presence -- sort of like Bilbo.

 

I plan on seeing RotK on Jan 2, 111th Birthday of JRRT (It is released in Aus on 26th Dec).

I started out one moonless shiny night when the grass was on the dew. Threw my puppy dog over my shoulder, my gun it trotted along behind. I went on down the road a piece or two, found a house upon a hill down a holler. Knocked on the front door backside of the house and an old man stuck a window outside his head and said "Howdy". I said "You got any daughters?" He said "Yeah, I got three but the oldest one's married, the youngest one's dead and the little boy he ran away."

I paid no mind to that and went on down the road another piece or two found another house upon a hill, down a holler, knocked on the front door backside of the house and an old woman stuck a stove pipe outside her head and said "Howdy". I said "You got any whiskey?" She said "Yeah I got three bottles but I just drank it all."

I paid no mind to that, went on home, found the wife standing wide open on the barn and the barn door in bed.

I paid no mind to that, I flicked out the bed and fell into the light. Pretty soon I head such a clatter I hope to never hear again, ran outside to see what it was and lo and behold I found a corncob with a pig in each mouth and jumped the devil like the fence was after me.

We just got a call from one of our friends. Her husband, also a close friend of ours, just received word this afternoon that his mother died of a stroke.

 

Death is never easy, I know. It just seems so wrong for it to happen this time of year.

Finding readable lesbian romances ain't easy.

Penthouse forum letters contain the most readable lesbian romances that I've ever seen.

Neat. The 2.6.0 kernel is released.

You would not believe how much wildlife there can be in one head of lettuce. The one you grew in your own garden, without pesticides, then tried to wash in the kitchen sink. Mother of God.

My sleep schedule is so messed up.

Incidentally, it's kind of scary where just googling super hero websites can lead you.

 

I'm almost certain a few of those weren't covered by the comics code authority

So, I walk into work today, and get called into the conference room. My boss tells me that "You've been doing an amazing job, and we decided you really deserve this."

 

And he handed me my Promotion in Grade. I'm now a "Specialist" which means a 7% pay bump (and a little more work, which I'm already doing). I wasn't expecting this till June, if ever.

 

I'm pretty stoked.

 

Funny, I just noticed that all of my promotions have been in the Half Year. Supposedly, Promotions and raises can only go on at the beginning of the Fiscal year.

 

The advantage to doing this my way is I get the June increase, then a big bump in December.

 

Hmph. Sometimes it's better to be lucky than good.

 

D

I have just got to get OutKast's Speakerbox album. Fortunately, I've got a Tower Records gift card (got it from my boss yesterday).

 

D

I never know what to do when English co-workers say "cheers". It seems stupid to say "cheers" back, being American and all and not being in that country (this is usually by teleconference), I feel like I'm somehow being mocking - I have this chameleonlike ability to very quickly start adopting people's phraseologies and such, and sometimes people think I'm joking around or something when it's just thoughtless imitation.

 

Anyway, I'm talking to this guy just now about a meeting we're about to have and the logistics. We just agreed to place a call in a few minutes and he says, "cheers". I say, as we've just agreed to something, "good deal," an equally colloquial phrase. He sort of snickers and just repeats "cheers" again. What's that about? Did I just confuse him? Did he sense my hesitation before saying "good deal," knowing I wanted to say "cheers" but felt stupid doing so?

 

Oh the things we wonder about...

Well, I'm just not shaking this flu/cold/plague. So spending another day in bed with the occasional tea & comfort food.

At least with the wireless connection, I can still post.

The roses of my mind are in bloom and the thorns scratch my skull before the blossoms spread.

Even Ghandi had an intermission, dagnabit.