It's Discardia!
Oct. 30th, 2006 10:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfsIt's Discardia!. I hit my 200 hour limit at work and so was required to take some time off, and so I took a week off more or less at random. Omaha needed me to take two days off to watch over the girls while she went on some press trip, she being a journalist and all now with legitimate creds, so I took this whole week off. That's one of the reasons the website is getting updated. It's a part-time job all on its own.
I don't practice Discardia with quite the relish of Metagrrrl, but I do pratice it with a certain amount of ruthlessness that tends to dismay Omaha. The first step was to clean up the office, haul down my metabox of junk from my workstation upstairs (which is just the living room couch-- one of the disadvantages to wifi is that your work sprawl tends to, well, sprawl away from its traditional radius about one's desk. That is, if you even have a desk. My father had a desk; I don't believe I ever saw him use it.
Still, the secret to getting anything done is getting started, and I've done that. While I was cleaning up this weekend, I snapped a photograph under my desk. Check out this mess: that's the cabling for the router, the hub, my desktop, the ASDL modem, the VOIP modem, the VOIP to POP interface, plus power and data for all of the peripherals: speakers, scanner, headphones, joysticks, even a turntable for Thoth's sake. And this is less that it was two weeks ago, when I finally drilled a whole through the wall and routed the wifi bridge's cable through the utility room rather than along the floor here and out to the hallway, where it ran along the floor until it terminated in the bridge's mounting under the steps.
I don't practice Discardia with quite the relish of Metagrrrl, but I do pratice it with a certain amount of ruthlessness that tends to dismay Omaha. The first step was to clean up the office, haul down my metabox of junk from my workstation upstairs (which is just the living room couch-- one of the disadvantages to wifi is that your work sprawl tends to, well, sprawl away from its traditional radius about one's desk. That is, if you even have a desk. My father had a desk; I don't believe I ever saw him use it.
Still, the secret to getting anything done is getting started, and I've done that. While I was cleaning up this weekend, I snapped a photograph under my desk. Check out this mess: that's the cabling for the router, the hub, my desktop, the ASDL modem, the VOIP modem, the VOIP to POP interface, plus power and data for all of the peripherals: speakers, scanner, headphones, joysticks, even a turntable for Thoth's sake. And this is less that it was two weeks ago, when I finally drilled a whole through the wall and routed the wifi bridge's cable through the utility room rather than along the floor here and out to the hallway, where it ran along the floor until it terminated in the bridge's mounting under the steps.
