3 April 2001
Last year: Why can't I have normal problems?
Well, I did it. I finally went and got myself a new cell phone. And service, of course. I went with SunCom for a variety of reasons: they have good prices for the service I wanted; an excellent website; friendly and helpful customer support; some nifty gadgets; and if I decide the plan I chose doesn't suit me, I can change plans - even downgrade to a cheaper plan with fewer minutes.
One of the nifty perks is that if you know my phone number, you can go to a certain section of SunCom's website and send me a short text message that I'll receive on my phone. This is free, and there's no limit on the number of messages I can receive. (Well, it's only sortof free, since I'm paying for the service, but that's life.) Yesterday I got a message from my parents while I was in the grocery store. I don't know why this thrills me, but it does.
I know, I know. I'm a complete and total geek.
Anyway, because I love you guys so much, I've slapped together a little form with some cut-and-pasting from SunCom's website (See how cool they are? They don't hide all their code!) so you guys can message my phone without me having to post my number.
(I don't want to post the number not because I don't want calls, but because I don't want the phone to turn into a leash. If my manager could get his hands on the number, I'd be screwed.)
Go on, give it a try!
Yeah, I'm a little overexcited.
I don't want to be at work today. I stayed up fairly late (for me, anyway) last night, then didn't get to sleep until even later because I was suffering from a little indigestion, or maybe heartburn. (It's all pretty much the same thing, isn't it?) And then I woke up around 3 or so with the <insert gastro-intestinal complaint of choice> getting worse. So I think I got maybe five hours of sleep, not consecutively.
The only reason I'm actually at work today is that my task manager has been promising to have a meeting today or tomorrow to explain my project to me. I don't think he understands what I need, but I have vowed not to leave the meeting until I get the information I need. (I think he thinks I want technical specifications. And while I do need those, what I need before the technical specs is a working understanding of the actual purpose of the product, from the end-user's perspective. That shouldn't be too hard, except it's complicated by being a military application, so it's got all sorts of terminology built in that doesn't make any sense to my civilian ass. That's entirely aside from the acronyms.)
But Matt is wonderful. Last night as we were trying to go to sleep, he offered to get up and go to the store and get me something for my stomach. He even tried to tempt me with ice cream. When I woke up at three and pulled a pillow out of the guest room so I could try to doze sitting up, he woke up enough to offer once again to go to the store. When I refused, he snuggled up and rested his head on my arm so I could feel him close by.
He's such a great sweetie.
Unlike the cat, who came in at five o'clock, after I'd finally recovered enough to be able to lie down again, and started walking all over the bed. Mostly on me. Every time I thought I could ignore him, he'd step someplace sensitive and wake me up again.
I love my cat. I just wish I'd had enough energy to get up and put him in the garage.
Word of the Day:
presentiment - premonition; a feeling that something will or is about to happen
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