Grr... Withdrawl...
Dec. 16th, 2004 08:05 pmBleah. I spent all day at work, swapping around hard-drives in both cold and hot swap modes, trying to make them fail. They didn't. I still can't tell if that means they're working right or I'm not testing them right.
Omaha and I are both sick now, peering at each other bleary-eyed across the dinner table and trying to say "You're sick; let me get it for you." Kouryou-chan has more energy than the two of us combined; not good circumstances.
Had a funny incident at work, one of those dvorak moments. One of the testers asked me to come look at something on his machine. At one point, I had to type in some values, and started doing so, and after about fifteen seconds I suddenly realized I wasn't having any trouble at all typing. I stopped, typed a common dvorakism, and it came up. (Qwerty people have, well, QWERTY. Dvorak people have aoeu, which is not pronounceable unless you're having one long vowel movement.) Both of us had the classic "Oh damn" moment as in, "Oh damn, someone else can use my keyboard."
And I'm having a bit of withdrawl. My news server is hosered and I can't get my daily fix of watching other people bitch and moan. I suppose I could watch CNN, but then it wouldn't be people I know. It looks as if the database is rebuilt, but all the counters are reset. Grr.
And I was supposed to go out tonight with a friend, to the 'spot, to do a little dancing and a little serious play. I had clothespins and home-made claws all ready. Instead, I'm home, bemoaning my illness. At least the cat keeps me company.
Omaha and I are both sick now, peering at each other bleary-eyed across the dinner table and trying to say "You're sick; let me get it for you." Kouryou-chan has more energy than the two of us combined; not good circumstances.
Had a funny incident at work, one of those dvorak moments. One of the testers asked me to come look at something on his machine. At one point, I had to type in some values, and started doing so, and after about fifteen seconds I suddenly realized I wasn't having any trouble at all typing. I stopped, typed a common dvorakism, and it came up. (Qwerty people have, well, QWERTY. Dvorak people have aoeu, which is not pronounceable unless you're having one long vowel movement.) Both of us had the classic "Oh damn" moment as in, "Oh damn, someone else can use my keyboard."
And I'm having a bit of withdrawl. My news server is hosered and I can't get my daily fix of watching other people bitch and moan. I suppose I could watch CNN, but then it wouldn't be people I know. It looks as if the database is rebuilt, but all the counters are reset. Grr.
And I was supposed to go out tonight with a friend, to the 'spot, to do a little dancing and a little serious play. I had clothespins and home-made claws all ready. Instead, I'm home, bemoaning my illness. At least the cat keeps me company.