December 2007
58 posts
Thank god for backups…
I’ve lost 3 days of work, 700 lines of code, and a lot of my sanity to the shittiest web host I’ve ever used. I doubt that I’ve ever cursed so much on a recorded phone call.
Radio Free Pescado, eh?
November 2007
76 posts
1. Delicious coffee, filled to the top.
2. Sneeze coming on.
3. Changing my sweater.
Apparently, writing in French draws the more clever spammers. Who knew?
My cell has run out of minutes. I’m not buying more.
I’m pretty sure that this site was done in an Introduction to Flash class. I wish companies that share my last name had more intutive websites.
Today, I have had problems with my web host and am thinking of switching, I don’t have the server information I need to work, my cell phone may have run out of airtime but I don’t know my password, and now an email system isn’t working. It’s like the technology gods decided that today was the day to stress me out as much as possible.
It’s a sad day to realize that you no longer have time for your alter-ego.
Why doesn’t Wordpress let you use html comment tags when in code view? Why am I using code view if I can’t use code?
The bottom of the coffee cup is one of the most depressing sights of the morning.
Ridiculous life moment: I’m being referred to the Vancouver Canucks’ sports medicine doctor.
Funny life moment: when my doctor told me that, he gave me the same look that my lesbian friend did when she came out and I didn’t make a big deal (i.e. I’m not impressed by either).
Something I learned today:
When someone asks you to explain the difference between digital and analog, using the word “potentiometer” just confused things.
Proof that I need to gain my weight back: all the hoodies and sweaters I wore last year are too big. They’re size small.
So I made a book as part of a project at work. We had a focus group today, part of which focused on that book.
Every. Single. Person. LOVED it!!!
I’m very proud and very happy.
I’m copying a site from its dev server to the prod one. It’s, without a doubt, the biggest project I’ve ever worked on. I honestly can’t believe it’s done. Seriously, I’m sitting here wondering why I’d copy it over when it’s not done, but I can’t think of anything else to do except user testing.
Why do people point when they sing?
That Hamburger Helper I bought “to keep around just in case”? Baaaaaaaad idea; and the taste isn’t the worst part.
I would have bought one of those Project (RED) if they were a nice red instead of that “bass guitar that was red in 1984, but has since faded” colour.
I open the venetian blinds on the West side of the apartment for the first time in ages. The local cat just jumped up to say hi! How lovely!
Ironically, I spent most of American Thanksgiving (I’m Canadian and think Thanksgiving is stupid) thinking about how thankful I am that I’ve succeeded in the field of my choice.
I spent most of yesterday putting the finishing touches on a poetry book design, then printed out and bound a number of proofs. Hopefully, this project will get past grant phase number two and I’ll get...
It’s pretty ridiculous to think that a society based on consumerism can be the least bit affected when a select group of the uninformed break that trend for a day. People in support of Buy Nothing Day are probably the same people who only buy flowers on Valentine’s Day, act appreciative on Thanksgiving, and stop polluting on Earth Day.
It annoys me to no end that people need a...
I wonder how much money (i.e. through increased subscription sales, free publicity, merchandise, etc.) AdBusters makes through Buy Nothing Day? Do you think their offices are open today?
They literally sent me a pager-sized insuin pump (to be fair, it was in a box with some accessories) in a box that was about 2 feet by 2 feet.
If I’m doing things that I know are objectively wrong/stupid/irresponsible, but have subjectively made me happier than I’ve ever been, do I stop?
Who wastes more time: the Apple-hater, or the Apple fanboy who wastes time replying to Apple-hater comments?
People whose opinions matter already know why they prefer Macs or PCs and don’t comment anonymously on blogs.
“Oh the hockey game isn’t on for a change!”
“Haha… the hockey game is NEVER on when I’m here alone.”
“Really? Not even as background noise?”
“There is nothing cold that I like.”
It’s hard to believe, I know, but I’m NOT the hockey fan in this apartment.
Why die for a cause that you could live for instead?
Word on the street is that Lab126, designers of Amazon’s Kindle e-book reader, shares a California zip code with Apple, as well as a few former employees. [Valleywag]
The insulin pump people move way too fast for me. In less than 24 hours, they’ve called me to set up a conference call with my insurance company, verified coverage with me on the phone, sent me full ordering information, starting setting up an educator appointment, and have just now processed the order before I even had a chance to fax them my choice of colour. Yowza.
Western society’s phony politeness leads a lot of people to interpret what I say as passive-aggresive insults and have left them unable to deal with real passive-agressive insults.
Insurance went through! I should get an insulin pump by Wednesday!
It’s always nice when I motion to let a couple cars get past a very busy crosswalk, and some idiot walks right by me almost getting hit. Good job humanity—keep thinking of yourself.
I’ve been considering buying both new sheets and a new shower curtain from eBay.
T-Minus 10 months
Dream:
I forgot to factor in the weight of the bowl and probably didn’t eat enough.
While I’m sure it’s only has to do with numbers (traffic, users, etc.) for advertisers/investors, I really don’t understand why so many websites sign me up for their aggregator services.
Why do non-singers always do that weird Celine Dion-esque hand thing when they’re pretending to sing?
I want to work, but my phisiology is playing tricks on me today…
Discovering that meal-replacement shakes offer both required nutrients and satiation can only be a bad thing.
I need to find a better email solution. I have two active webmail accounts, three POP3s, a work address, and a “stats only” Gmail.
I feel extreme anxiety whenever I check for new emails which I think comes mainly from fear that I’ve sent an email to the wrong person.
I never updated my Yahoo! Mail information when I moved from Laval 6 years ago. They just started showing weather reports based on postal code. It’s much nicer in Vacnouver.
The cons of finding my shaver outweigh the cons of having a beard.
I love that Adium reconnects automatically when my Mac wakes up whereas MSN just yelled at me like a petulant child.
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Dream
I was at the convenience store down the street and this baby was sitting on the floor and crying. I went to go pick it up, but it fell on its back before I got there. When I tried to pick him up, he jerked his head which made it fall back too quickly and possibly broke it. I’m not sure what happened next.
From my post-sedation journal:
The nurse snuck me a sandwich. In a different situation, I’d have fallen in love.