nothing fucking works. since yesterday. because yesterday wordpress was inexplicably down (wtf do you mean that it doesn’t recognize localhost?!?! you lie!!). then today i got shit only half resolved (which is discluding the neverending follow-ups to be done at work) — and now graffiti mail is down. which exacerbates the pissiness because email at work has been dumbass every other hour (vista beta sux!!!). my god i can’t stop bitching. attempting to create a massive amount of patience to sift through but running thin fast. you can tell how fast by the amount of italics and parenthesis i’ve been using. boo!!!!
January 18, 2007
January 13, 2007
i’ve resorted to making popping noises with my mouth. because my voice is udderly gone. contrary to popular belief, sleep will not revive the chords…in fact, it’ll get worser by the hour. this is the third day and i’ve progressed beyond mere froggish into a complete whisper. those who despair of me ever shutting up should be throwing a party sometime later this afternoon methinks.
and of course, in the grand tradition of “isn’t it ironic”, i managed to get more done yesterday with a wonked out throat than i can usually accomplish with a working voice. answered calls, sent out updates, solved world hunger, all that. i’m lucky that i really like my job.
January 10, 2007
it’s silly.
but i keep waiting for that one call on my cell phone.
at my age, crushes are stupid frustrating.
no amount of so-called maturity eases the tension. it’s all a whirl of faithlessness and giddy laughter. quite draining an emotional exercise if i’ve been up on the balls of my feet an entire day just to function to work capacity.
January 5, 2007
had a pretty excellent day. reasons abound for this (for instance, my arse wasn’t rendered sore from sitting in front of the mousebot fer 8 hours), but chief among what made this day swell was eyecandy. not of the usual variety but quite well appreciated nonetheless. if nothing else, i’m all fucking happy right now. ha!
January 3, 2007
i kinda prefer it if you make up an excuse to get off the phone. takes the burden offa me y’know? because my favorite way to go through the day is to not have to answer any phone calls from certain people i know. which is like, about 97% of my people roster. so i suppose this means i should really finally just change my cell number and move to, mayhaps, africa.
on planet x.
in the outer rims.
at any rate, if you did hang up the phone just now after making an excuse to do so, i thank you. so sweet of you!!