21 September 2001
Last year: How do I record that on my daily log?
I got into work this morning to find a note taped to my monitor from our office's I.S. manager.
She'd discovered that I don't have enough disk space to install a patch to the anti-virus program. Which information, actually, I already knew. The note went on to ask me to not use any internet services until she came in and talked to me about it.
So I'm writing my journal entry, but I don't know when I'll be able to post it. My apologies to those of you who read early in the day.
I even know what the solution to the problem is: We'll uninstall Microsoft Office and DevStudio, and then re-install them to the other hard drive - the one with plenty of free space.
Unfortunately, that's going to take longer than it sounds like, because I don't just have DevStudio installed; I have DevStudio, and a whole stack of add-ons for WindowsCE development. Which means I'll have to hunt up all of those installers, and install them, and hope like hell I don't miss one - because if you miss even one, you might as well hang it all up.
And then I'll have to dig into my settings and put them back the way they were - and in DevStudio, some of those basic settings can actually affect whether the programs compile.
So I'm looking at pretty much my whole morning gone - and that's if the I.S. manager comes in by 8:30.
(Oh, and to make things even more fun, our timesheets are due in an hour, and because of network problems, I haven't been able to fill mine in for the past few days - they're electronic cards we fill in through our browsers - so if I can't access the internet in the next hour, the Payroll dorks will auto-fill my timecard with vacation time. Whee.)
To make things even better, I'm supposed to give a demo today. Everything was working Wednesday. Thursday I decided to start working on that last component... and everything stopped working. I put it all back the way it was, giving up on the last component... It was still broken. I don't know why.
This morning, things remain broken, and I still have to give a demo. Sigh. For a Friday, my day is beginning on an awfully Monday-ish note.
I can only hope it improves. I wonder how bad it would be of me to skip out around, oh, lunchtime.
The weekend is nearly here. That's the thought that's keeping me going right now.
The thing I didn't mention about the Hall, the reason I stayed up until 2:30 in the morning the night before last - because I wanted it to be a surprise for Certain People - was that, in the wake of the worry and fear spawned by Tarri volunteering to be bait for the slavers, Sanriel decided, rather spontaneously, to propose.
It wasn't... entirely unexpected. They've been moving in that direction for a while, after all. But I had been certain it would be another few months, at least, before it actually came up. I was surprised. And moved; it was a sweet scene. (Any Hall regulars who haven't read the transcript yet, I'm sorry if I spoiled thing, and make sure to take your insulin pills before reading.)
Of course, I'm entertaining the suspicion that the reason Ashby had Sanriel ask Tarri to help pick out her own ring was so he wouldn't have to think of something. Heh. Which is not to say I don't have a few ideas...
And this is the Hall, of course, where there are no coincidences. One of my ex-characters (that is, she's still my character, but I haven't played her in years) is a jeweller...
Right. It's 9:00, and the I.S. manager hasn't come by yet. I understand she was up until 2 in the morning working on getting these patches on everyone's computers, but still... I'm at least going to go borrow someone's computer so I can fill in my timesheet. Later.
12:30pm - Well, my system isn't getting updated until this weekend, but I got permission to do some basic internet stuff, as long as I don't open any attachments or use my browser. I guess it will do. At least I can post.
I'm really pretty sure I could sneak out the back door around 3...
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Song of the Day:
Make Me Lose Control (Eric Carmen)
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- drawing
- Hall stuff
- garden