Snails and spice

Passive-aggressive snappishness at someone who probably won't read this:
And then there's "too touchy to notice if someone's intending to be an ass or intending to be mildly amusing".
Though to be fair, both participants in said mini-'splosion are so utterly socially clueless that it's a wonder either of them survive. Looks like the one survives by either lashing out and being sarcastic and defensive or completely hermiting-up if there's the slightest chance that something might be wrong, and the other one survives by being sweeter than sugar laced with aspartame and that's on the bad days (and sometimes that makes me really want to make with the slappy).
Either way, not something that I want to get anywhere near the middle of.

As a contrast, work was excellent! I tracked down a bug and squished it; I made the (draft) quarter report work effortlessly; I prepared a presentation for the meeting at the end of the month; Snarky Lady and I had a great meeting with Management; I might get my own devoted workstation. Glee! Today was like insanely productive. I also need to remember to pack my own snacks with me, because I had perfectly good almonds and chocolate chips that were at home because I didn't bother to grab my backpack, and M&Ms from the vending machine are not an economically-savvy substitution.

http://userscripts.org/scripts/show/5552 -- LJ thread unfolder. I've been needing one of these.

I should have brought my headphones today, too. No need to make Area 3 suffer with poor Mister Grimshaw.

Snarky Lady told me with some snickering yesterday about Leftover Leftover Guy's new haircut. It's a doozy. He's very proud of it, though.

Trying to get GAIM to work. I suspect a re-boot is in order.

Phone call!

Someone called the old Temple line and left a message wanting to talk with the person associated with the website. The website that was the notorious $300 lead brick. That one. Anything I should know about? Is the Mafia going to show up on the doorstep of the old apartment?

Crossposted to templeravenmoon.

Ahoy! Holiday!

Clearly, since it's Talk Like a Pirate Day, I'll have to dress up for work when I go. I'm thinking eyepatch, for sure, if I can wrangle one somehow.

...oh, hell. Clients in the building.

...Eyepatch, then, go easy on the parrots, and bring a blank CD or two. No happy bodice-time for us, as that's a little overboard.

( Arr! )

Best of the day!

Limitations of the Code

The other side speaks up!

LJ's assorted celebrations: ship LJ banner, eyepatch dude, "Update Captain's Log", costume contest, "To join this crew" on community join link, "Crew Info" on community information page, "Captains" for community maintainers, "Crew Members" for community members; on personal info pages: "Pirate Name" for username, "Mateys" for friends, "Mutual Mates" for mutual friends, "Crew Member of" for community membership. Frank is in pirate gear (but "Seasonal" Frank on the Portal? Still in blinkenlichten). I don't see any shiny new mood themes (but an Official LJ Pirate Mood Theme would be So Cool).

Another day!

OutsideHIDE (propz to grifyn for the apt phrasing)

Many female pirates of a certain age would be interested in these.

News, not humor: Coup in Thailand.

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Notes from Work:

Apprehensive about the one situation.

I would never name a child Kludge, because while it sounds like it might be a pretty name (listen to the sound of it!) it is bad. (Seriously. Kluuuuuuuuuudge. )

Reasons why the Guru is awesome:
Me: I am in the building today, so any time you have available would be OK. (Happy Talk Like A Pirate Day!)
Him: Arrgh!! I be havin’ a meetin’ at 4 bells (2pm for you scurvey ridden landlubbers). Can we parlay at the ringin o 6 bells (3pm)?
Me: Aye! I’ll raid your cabin then!

The Guru is celebrating Talk Like A Pirate Day too! Hooray! (I showed up for the meeting and he showed off his piratical wallpaper, said that he hadn't remembered what day it was until I mentioned it, and mentioned a shopping trip with his boys to the Halloween-swag store: the stated purpose of the trip was to "get stuff that will upset your mom". The older son was upset that there were no peg-legs. The Guru was not sure whether to be proud or dismayed.) (The Guru's wife-upsetting tactics appear to be in the spirit of good fun, not nastiness.)

I am having an Energy Drink. It’s not a tasty thing. Ice for the win. I need sugar because it is all fake in this, and I didn’t have breakfast. I did have a nice solid meal last night pretty late, so it balances out. …I think I did. I’m not sure. But I’m not hungry. I did bring along my almonds and chocolate today, because those are the win. I hope it’s not due to the energy drink, because that could royally fuck over my system.

My hair is a mess. I’ve been combing it while stuff loads.

Probably not coming in tomorrow. I’ll need a day off.

The enforced downtime was good for my energy level and motivation.

Out of energy drink. Hyper.

Had cramps this morning. Stupid uterus. Except there is no bleeding as of yet. I’m glad I don’t have any reason to worry on that front.

OK, focus lost. Going to go get nice hot tea, and get back on task. That is what mini-breaks are good for. Found tea and the web guy; good. Glee for features! I might be a feature creep. : (

Pizza good. I get the leftovers!

Told Grandma Cinderella some Shawn stories. The phone in the microwave is always a classic. Homie G Jr. thought she was crying, she was laughing so hard….