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February 4th, 2002

kyrielle: painterly drawing of a white woman with large dark-blue-framed glasses, hazel eyes, brown hair, and a suspicious lack of blemishes (Default)
Monday, February 4th, 2002 09:45 am
Got up late - alarm snoozed until 10 to 8. Not quite what I had in mind, but oh well. Got out the door by 8:10 or so despite it. Only to spend a while in the parking lot defrosting the car - whee, frozen fog. The radio said it was really thick fog, quarter-mile visibility, etc. Very clear where I was, so I was surprised.

Then I go down the street (everything frosty, no fog visible before buildings and such block stuff), turn onto 99 (fog visible in very far distance), and turn onto 217.

Er. 20 feet down the onramp, and yes, visibility as I headed toward I-5 was at about a quarter mile, partly due to fog, partly due to sun glaring off the fog. How nice of it. Get past I-5 and it starts to clear up again, though.

Glad I needed to go across and not down. Anyway, handed the cell phone off to M. (yay, no more duty for a week and a half!), and commenced to tackle work. How, when I told Y. that I was going to update a spreadsheet for him to work on over the weekend, did he then make changes to the original (without getting his email and my new copy), then be flustered by it? And he said we needed to communicate on who was working on what. Okay. He told me he'd be working on it over the weekend, and I (on Friday), said, "Great - I'll get these changes" (that we'd just been discussing) "in tonight so you can work with them."

Ah, well. Miscommunications happen. Just have to put the two pieces together.
kyrielle: painterly drawing of a white woman with large dark-blue-framed glasses, hazel eyes, brown hair, and a suspicious lack of blemishes (Default)
Monday, February 4th, 2002 11:11 am
That design was supposed to take 2 days worth of work, maybe 1.5. I wrote it up for about an hour and a half over two weeks, and then tossed it to my boss, with a 'pick a direction'. I didn't want to spend too much time drawing out design stuff for a direction we might not follow.

If he picks the one I favor (but am not 100% sure of), that doc will be done in about three hours. Yay, for bringing them in under hours. Now to merge and check my team's latest changes and see what blows up. After that, I need to draft out training for M. for the on-call cell phone rotation, and run him through it, I think. That assumes:

(a) no emails allowing me to move forward on more important tasks
(b) no emails with new crises
(c) that my boss agrees, but I think he will - more people on the rotation is an important thing.

Oh, yeah. It also assumes I get this done before I hit the "next task is lunch" moment. :)
kyrielle: painterly drawing of a white woman with large dark-blue-framed glasses, hazel eyes, brown hair, and a suspicious lack of blemishes (Default)
Monday, February 4th, 2002 11:35 am
Huh. Well, okay, just my suite of software. I wonder what would happen if some god pressed the "recompile" button on our software. Would we even notice? What old data would we interpret in new ways?

No, I'm not that sleep-deprived. I'm just waiting on a compile, hence, that bored. I'm going to go see if N. is in. She made the company all-star list for last year (and boy did she deserve it!) so she needs a picture of herself for the poster. I volunteered my digital camera.
kyrielle: painterly drawing of a white woman with large dark-blue-framed glasses, hazel eyes, brown hair, and a suspicious lack of blemishes (Default)
Monday, February 4th, 2002 04:56 pm
My lower back was complaining when I got up this morning. When I got to work, it was still complaining. So I tilted the seat up a bit, and brought the back of my chair forward. The first makes it more comfortable to sit back, and the second supports my back nicely when I do so. It's helped immensely; my back has settled out a fair bit (but I think I still owe it a stretching session), but this morning, I kept coming back to my desk as quick as I could because it felt good to sit in that particular chair.

Yay, good chairs.

M. has been getting shooting pains in his wrist. He wants to ice it and forget about it. I want him to see a doctor. It started only today, yes, but it happens when he's typing. And they're sharp, shooting, and last for up to 30 seconds after he stops typing. Notgood. Not good at all.

Otherwise things are good. I've got a direction on the design I need to finish, so it'll be done sometime tomorrow I hope (never know what the interruptions will be like), M. (of the wrist) got his code checked in this morning for a major enhancement, M. (not of the wrist) got his code checked in this afternoon for a major enhancement.

I'm not taking N's picture until tomorrow (she forgot today, and didn't dress up). I got the expense check for the laptop copay. Yay, laptop. Yay, money.
kyrielle: painterly drawing of a white woman with large dark-blue-framed glasses, hazel eyes, brown hair, and a suspicious lack of blemishes (Default)
Monday, February 4th, 2002 09:54 pm
Gamer geek night. Scott and I had pizza and garlic twists, and played Everquest for four hours straight.

Much, much fun. Scott leveled; I started the night just into level 13 and now I'm about 30% of the way to level 14. Whee!

Why is swatting things (and being swatted by 'em) so much fun, anyway?