Revving up for Monday
May. 19th, 2002 10:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kyburgWish I didn't have to go to bed - could stay up all night doing stuff. But then, I know what would happen when the sun came up and I had to go sit at my desk.
zzzZZzz
Caught my boss working this morning from Taiwan - everyone, have a good thought for my boss and his two co-horts who have to build an entirely new network and replace the Novell they have been using since they began...build a sendmail server and all the filters boss is famous for. And then do all the wonderful things that makes my job a breeze, like reconcilling all the inbound and outbound documents against the data already feeding into the databases.
He does it with perl and I want to know how he does it. However, that's not what we were discussing this morning when I caught him --
He and the cohort had gone and bought a bunch of sake, beer and the little matchbox-sized radio-controlled cars and had spent a lively afternoon playing with them in the hotel room. I love my boss.
**envy**
But he's bringing me two of the good ones with the good engines. He rocks.
My sister is a total yutz. Just want you all to know. I resent being related to such a total yutz-ball.
I call and leave voicemail - her husband returns the call for her and tells me what a terrible patient she is being. I advise him that if I jump into the stew, it's going to get quite a bit more spicy...she's got a checkup Tuesday, so if she's gone and done more damage by not following direction, she'll get caught.
Problem is, it's not like you get to make amends if you screw this up. You loose all vision in the affected eye; sometimes, the eye itself. Sister no baka.
She's got two kids and a husband who worship the ground she walks on and this is how she repays them. Sheesh. After getting totally steamed about this once again, I finally came to the conclusion I would never have taken this so lightly because I know people depend on me. The idea that I would take such poor care of myself is anthema; it is unworthy because of what it would do to the people who love me. I have an obligation to take care of myself.
And what an example to set for children. Sheesh.
This seriously disturbs my wa.
I'm going to bed and try not to fantasize about bitch-slapping her again.
zzzZZzz
Caught my boss working this morning from Taiwan - everyone, have a good thought for my boss and his two co-horts who have to build an entirely new network and replace the Novell they have been using since they began...build a sendmail server and all the filters boss is famous for. And then do all the wonderful things that makes my job a breeze, like reconcilling all the inbound and outbound documents against the data already feeding into the databases.
He does it with perl and I want to know how he does it. However, that's not what we were discussing this morning when I caught him --
He and the cohort had gone and bought a bunch of sake, beer and the little matchbox-sized radio-controlled cars and had spent a lively afternoon playing with them in the hotel room. I love my boss.
**envy**
But he's bringing me two of the good ones with the good engines. He rocks.
My sister is a total yutz. Just want you all to know. I resent being related to such a total yutz-ball.
I call and leave voicemail - her husband returns the call for her and tells me what a terrible patient she is being. I advise him that if I jump into the stew, it's going to get quite a bit more spicy...she's got a checkup Tuesday, so if she's gone and done more damage by not following direction, she'll get caught.
Problem is, it's not like you get to make amends if you screw this up. You loose all vision in the affected eye; sometimes, the eye itself. Sister no baka.
She's got two kids and a husband who worship the ground she walks on and this is how she repays them. Sheesh. After getting totally steamed about this once again, I finally came to the conclusion I would never have taken this so lightly because I know people depend on me. The idea that I would take such poor care of myself is anthema; it is unworthy because of what it would do to the people who love me. I have an obligation to take care of myself.
And what an example to set for children. Sheesh.
This seriously disturbs my wa.
I'm going to bed and try not to fantasize about bitch-slapping her again.
