Ex-keys mew?

They're doing what?

Thanks (I think?) to a coworker for pointing out this news article.

The soothing fall of water

It's raining today. It rained last night. I fell asleep to the sweet, charming sound of rain on the window and the roof. Very soothing. I woke in the morning to the same sound. (Think I can blame taking almost an hour to actually get out of bed on it? No, I didn't think so either.)

When I walked out to the car to come to work, it was not raining. It rained a bit (for 2-3 minutes) as I was driving in, but again, when I walked into work, it was not raining.

It's absolutely pouring out there, rain heavy enough it hazes the trees in the distance a little (but not so heavy as to have an effect on anything nearby - which is sort of good, but it would be cool if it were that heavy). It's very pretty.

Have I mentioned that I love Oregon? It's raining. It's cool and green and wet and the street is shining and it's pretty.

I need sugar, now.

Did anyone get the number of that meeting that hit me?

We're discussing possible upgrades for the users to consider. We just have to say "are we presenting this to the users?" and "how much effort will it take to do it". The users are allowed to pick a certain total level of effort items, and that's it, so maybe they take 2 really hard things or 15 easier ones.

"We": Myself (slightly industry knowledgeable, know the product really well, including code guts), the tester/trainer for the system (industry knowledgeable, knows the product really well but only user-side), and my boss (industry knowledgeable; knows a similar-but-different product very well, knows programming, but knows very little about the internals of this system as they differ from his).

The requests: 10 pages of everything from the brilliant, to the "why isn't that already in there", to the mundane, to the stupid. To the confusing.

We got through 6 pages. We have to resume tomorrow to get the other 4. I'm not sure whether to be glad or sorry we weren't able to run straight through them....

I literally have a sort of shocky headache. Like, can't think, spacing out. Granola bar, water, and a few minutes of sanity, please.

And...don't stand in the path of oncoming meetings. They make your brain hurt.

*sighs* I hate taxes. Hate it when I don't do things right away, too.

I meant to do my taxes sooner. At least I'm not right up against the wire. I need to get a form I don't have, though. I wasn't aware I'd get to file extra paper for that damned interest. I'm not sure it's worth it. :P

On the other hand, if we get a house, we will also get a tax preparer. You think I find this annoying? At least it isn't as tangled as that will be....

Also, congratulations to my desktop for crashing while I was trying to do my taxes. Bah.

Narbonic. Huh.

Narbonic (a web comic if you're not familiar) is going over to a subscription site.

( I'm not following. Musings on why. )