Crash, burn and everything inbetween -

[kyburg]

I'm the eye of a hurricane again. I'm fine, I'm peachy - and all around me, people are having teh shit day of their lives. I'll be under my desk if you need me - and folks, I will be under that desk. Just look for me.

The state return showed up, unannounced. *blinks* Cool. I can pay for the chugga-chugga-work done on the Escort last week.

lolleeroberts is coming to dinner tomorrow! Me=happy. She's one of the very few people I know with a similar history to mine. riverheart is another one, so is kimonthejourney - we could have metaphorge over for tea and cookies with theferret and listen all night.

About what? Ah, that's a tale for another day.

But I am so looking forward to showing her around my neighborhood, hell - MAH HOUSE!

Today was the first day of feeling back to peppy again, so I kicked my ass AND Jim's and got the housework under control today. Yardwork and all. Two words - weed guts. Booyah.

Folks, I consider the internet to be nothing more than another method of communicating with other people. People made crank calls when only the phone was available - spam, bots and yutzballs are nothing new, just the environment has changed.

Reading message boards for everything under the sun has proven that sucky people post everywhere. Everywhere. It's amazing. It's the reason I like this interface so much - here, it's my place and if you don't behave, I can boot you. You want to discuss something with me? Please. You want to see how high I'll fry if you insult me? No you won't. Goodbye.

Another aspect of WTF today was talking with my programmers today - the majority of whom hail from India (yup, we didn't send the work to India, we brought the Indians to Us, dadgummit) and we were talking about pronouncing placenames in California properly. Like "La Jolla." It's not La Joe-la, BTW. San Jacinto is not San Tjasintoe - it's San HAsintoe (Spanish for Saint Hyacinth, which I always thought was cool. Who that was, dunno - but I love the flowers, go me). The poor guys had stumbled over that, one and all and we commiserated over not only having to learn English (not one of my guys speaks the same dialect in India, BTW - only common language is English), but having to learn Spanish as well. Then we began talking about Japanese and Hawaiian and German - and damn, I've gotten very broad in the linquistic department. Without noticing. *cocks head* I didn't even get to the little second-hand Finnish I know. Or my high school French.

I'd love to have a week of days like today, weather-wise. You could smell the salty air from the ocean driving towards the coast this morning, and there were breezes all day that kept the heat from bothering you.

Comments

[murphymom.livejournal.com]

I'm so glad you and lollee have hit it off. Tell her murphymom says Hi - and I wish California wasn't quite so big. I'd love to see both of you.

[amizadai.livejournal.com]

I worked with Indian nationals too, when I was working in a web company. I got along fine with them, but never really got used to the way they would shake their heads when they were saying "yes", and bouncing their heads from side to side when they were saying "no". I'm more a shake-for-no-nod-for-yes kinda girl, so it always crossed my wires. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get past it; it would confuse me so. I had to tell them to say yes or no without moving their heads so their body language wouldn't get in the way of what they were saying.

[kyburg.livejournal.com]

I've always considered that the "happy bobble" - it appears to be part and parcel of personality, kind of like that head bob you see on Jerry Springer when someone REALLY gets uptight.

*chuckles* I guess I just learn to translate body language too - as needed.

[anahata56.livejournal.com]

As someone who has had lolleeroberts to her house, I can assure you that you are in for a real treat.

She's just the best.

[metaphorge.livejournal.com]

Mmmmmmm cookies....

[miwasatoshi.livejournal.com]

My 2nd grade teacher, Mrs. Hall, had the habit of pronouncing San Joaquin as "San Joe-a-Quinn". I disabused her of that notion pretty quickly.