I think I'm awake; I think I'm alive.

Like shywickedpixie, I love the fact that Gmail serves up spam recipes with the spam-box. Something at least halfway useful, though I can't imagine that I'd touch real Spam-in-a-can either.

Today is a morning for allergies, just as last night was a night for trying to sleep and being all congested, but being too tired to do anything about it other than toss and turn!

My schedule says I start at 8. This makes me all kinds of happy. I'm starting at around 34.25 hours this morning, right, so I'm definitely over the 35 they wanted me to have for the week.

We're off on Easter Sunday. We just got word from the office yesterday. I plastered the building with signs. Either the office will replace them come Monday, or ...

Oh, crapweasels. We've known about the clients in the building how long, and we haven't put signs up yet? Someone in the office is not on the ball about these things, and should it be my responsibility to remember them, given that the quasi-secretarial position that I had been in is now almost entirely officially vanished? I am coming in for a client call for $ISSUE_SIDE_JOB on Monday (tomorrow) for three hours. The clients are going to be in the building all week. At least I'll have two days off, even though one of them doesn't count.

I'm wondering if the writing group hasn't outgrown the women's center.

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Cannot find baby gate. Off to Mesa anyway. Got out of work after I hit 40 hours. Plotting a rescue from UI of doom. Pastede on yay.

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Darkside had an appointment with the UI of his bed. Despite his urgent need for a nap, we talked a bit. Glee. Best friend, yay.

His user interface is pastede on yay.

Darkside is bad at UI. I know I consider his Web Design class web page an instant loser in design. Apparently he does too.

Darkside's father, Malfoy Senior, is worse at UI, given that Darkside immediately called his page to my memory, and then dismissed it as the lesser of two evils.

Darkside is designing a database. The client is his father.
The client insists that

1. the thing look professional
and that

2. he pick the color scream scheme himself

Now. We can have one of these things, but not both. Darkside has said this. Repeatedly. But. The old man insists "The client is always right!"

The designer, meanwhile, has developed notable strands of white in his dreadful haircut. (Given that UI is a major source of debate now, instead of just a minor one, looks like the actual operating issues have been solved.)