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It's been a bit of a rough patch.
My aunt's wonderful old black lab Deacon, who had been raised as a guide dog puppy but washed out due to cataracts, had his final vet visit last week. Before spending time around him, I'd had a phobia of dogs entirely justified by spending my childhood in Alaska with lots of part-wolf sled dogs that might accidentally eat a small child. He was a good dog.
It's actually amazingly hard to get your hands on the same bit of reliable consumer electronics over the course of a few years. This I learned when I tried to replace my lost bluetooth headset. It turns out that the Plantronics headset with the little loop on the speaker fits my ear, when the Jawbone unit with a similar loop does not. This is because the Plantronics loop is flexible, and the Jawbone one is mostly rigid. The process of trying to track down the device that I wanted involved two retail outlets and an inordinate hold time. Also, I am not willing to compromise on the requirement for voice dialing. My phone allows voice dialing, so all the headset has to do is to get out of the way. You'd think that this would not be an esoteric requirement.
I would like to go to YAPC:NA, but I have yet to figure out for sure if I can. This was the particular thing last night that led to some notable moments of woe. I had let myself get my hopes up, you see, and then reality in the form of my budget intruded.
Boston. ( Read more... )
I hate my stupid hormones, which caused me to entirely delaminate for a while last night until Pandora played my song, which convinced me that maybe the whole universe was not entirely horrible, and then I did nice things for myself to aid in recovery.
I dropped by my aunt's tonight, to see how she was doing and let her borrow the book I'd just got done with. My aunt was glad to see me, and my thought that the book would be better sooner rather than later was spot on. She has been re-reading Pterry. I left her a few author recommendations as well. Macdonald Hall, anyone?
Tomorrow morning, early-ish, I have a meeting with the devs building the thing that I swear at more loudly and less frequently. We have a list ofdemands asks entirely reasonable requests. They have provided labor estimates. Based on the actual woe, the labor estimates, an assumption of the hours of labor we're going to get, and some very valid questions, I have sorted the list thus:
Red: Priority 1
Yellow: Stretch goal
Blue checkered: What the blue-checkered fuck
Some of the blue-checkered items are also red.
My aunt's wonderful old black lab Deacon, who had been raised as a guide dog puppy but washed out due to cataracts, had his final vet visit last week. Before spending time around him, I'd had a phobia of dogs entirely justified by spending my childhood in Alaska with lots of part-wolf sled dogs that might accidentally eat a small child. He was a good dog.
It's actually amazingly hard to get your hands on the same bit of reliable consumer electronics over the course of a few years. This I learned when I tried to replace my lost bluetooth headset. It turns out that the Plantronics headset with the little loop on the speaker fits my ear, when the Jawbone unit with a similar loop does not. This is because the Plantronics loop is flexible, and the Jawbone one is mostly rigid. The process of trying to track down the device that I wanted involved two retail outlets and an inordinate hold time. Also, I am not willing to compromise on the requirement for voice dialing. My phone allows voice dialing, so all the headset has to do is to get out of the way. You'd think that this would not be an esoteric requirement.
I would like to go to YAPC:NA, but I have yet to figure out for sure if I can. This was the particular thing last night that led to some notable moments of woe. I had let myself get my hopes up, you see, and then reality in the form of my budget intruded.
Boston. ( Read more... )
I hate my stupid hormones, which caused me to entirely delaminate for a while last night until Pandora played my song, which convinced me that maybe the whole universe was not entirely horrible, and then I did nice things for myself to aid in recovery.
I dropped by my aunt's tonight, to see how she was doing and let her borrow the book I'd just got done with. My aunt was glad to see me, and my thought that the book would be better sooner rather than later was spot on. She has been re-reading Pterry. I left her a few author recommendations as well. Macdonald Hall, anyone?
Tomorrow morning, early-ish, I have a meeting with the devs building the thing that I swear at more loudly and less frequently. We have a list of
Red: Priority 1
Yellow: Stretch goal
Blue checkered: What the blue-checkered fuck
Some of the blue-checkered items are also red.
