I spend a lot of time online and have done for years and over that time many happy, sad, odd, nasty, fantastic things have happened to me online and off. This blog is about all of that and more.
Hey thanks for checking out my little blog. A bit about me: I'm a web designer for a Catholic Hospital
in Nebraska. I love my job and it's allowed me to learn so much about design and code etc etc. all at their expense, not mine, hehehe.
I have a daughter, she's nearly 12 and the pride of my life. You can check out her website at Sweetiepete.com.
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The following rant is brought to you today by the letter G (as in Grrrrrr!). I get handed copy to produce a brochure and it's my understanding that all I have to do is change a quote on it. Since I don't have this copy, I have to rebuild the whole brochure and so I do so, making it look exactly like the paper handed to me. But when I turn it in, I'm asked where certain features that should have been there are, and why isn't the font Times New Roman blah blah blah. So I tell her that I thought I was just supposed to change the quote and make it look like the copy she gave me which has the word 'revision' written in it all over the place. "No no," she says. "You still need to make it like the other brochures." "Well WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THAT?!?!" I wanted to scream at her. I spent 3 fecking hours on this thing last night, and I had to spend another hour on it this morning, during my regular, non-freelance-doesn't-pay-as-much time making it look like the others. So yeah - Grrrrrr!
*deep breaths*
So anyway, enough of that. I'm watching the weather really close now and keeping my fingers crossed for a smooth drive to Chicago. Bless the Internet, really. If it weren't for that, I'd have to watch the Weather Channel which I hate. All looks clear here, just really cold, but I can live with that. Kat said it's meant to snow over there though so... eep. Last time I drove in heavy snow was when I went to Lincoln to my sister's college graduation and my daughter and I went spinning off the interstate after hitting a patch of ice and ended up in a ditch. It was un-fun and I don't wish to repeat the incident. (And every time I relate this story, some guy out there has to be a smartass and tell me not to drive so fast in the snow. So just FYI, I *was* driving slow, and carefully, and I allowed plenty of room between me and the semi in front of me. But when I saw it brake, I hit mine too - just as I drove over the patch of ice. It was just bad timing.)
Let's see, this weekend I have to: finish cleaning the house, do the laundry, buy snacky-type foods for the drive, find a suitable candle and extra blanket in case we do end up in another ditch in a blizzard, buy some travel-size toiletries, help the kid decide what to pack, help her finish cleaning the disaster area that is her bedroom, make sure my car insurance papers are in the car, look for the maps I got from AAA recently because they seem to have wandered off, work on Saturday to make up for being sick this week, and finally, try not to let TCZ distract me from getting all of this done. I'm a brilliant procrastinator so I have to watch that. I so cannot wait to get on the road.
I *think* my internet is working again. I don't quite know what I did but I'm digging my heels in and never rebooting this computer again. I spent two days clicking every button, slogging through every folder and reading every help file I could get my hands on to no avail. I was pretty much going to take my tower with me to Chicago and ask Kat's husband to fix it for me :) Poor Ratty. Anyway, I did something with a backup disk and an old registry and when I rebooted, it worked. Albeit I'm now on an old version of my computer so half my programs no longer work. *sigh* I can just hear Rick now, 'Unix is the only OS'. Peh. I got it working anyway.
So it's back to work today. Still not feeling the best, but I have mixed feelings about being home sick. I always have a twinge of guilt about being at home when I'm meant to be at work. Doesn't matter how sick I am, I still feel like I'll be reprimanded. Might be a holdover from working minimum wage retail jobs for so long where missing a day could cost you your job. These days I've a boss who is so understanding and even lets me work from home if I need to - it's hard to adjust to that. Still, I've missed a day and a half so I'd feel better if I went in. Might leave early tho because my energy level is so low that it takes all my effort just to make it down to the car. And I've got to go to a dinner party for my grampa's 78th bday tonight. Wheeeee :)
Well my fecking Internet is down at home. I feel like crying. Yes I know that sounds quite pathetic, but frankly I don't give a toss. I was expecting email, I had graphics to email to a co-worker, my daughter needed it for her homework assignment... It was weird not having it work, and so very frustrating to have to reboot constantly, reset the modem and all that junk only to have it continually freeze up or give me the blue screen of death. I came very close to chucking i all out the window, I was that angry.
On the other hand, I cleaned out my closet and tidied my bedroom and the living room, hoovered under chairs and the bed, got the laundry done and the dishes sorted out. If it's not working when I get home today, I may just scrub the bathtub. Or maybe not, since I'm so very ill and all I really want to do is crawl under a rock and wait for this chest cold to pass. I'm going to the doctor here in a little bit, and then I'm going home. To be honest, at this point I could care less about the Internet, my throat hurts :(
Anyway, went and saw the big HP last friday after standing in the queue for 2 hours. Even then, it was touch and go whether we would make it in. But we did, and it was fabulous. The movie was wonderful and sort of sad seeing Richard Harris and knowing he's dead now. But really the best part of the movie was seeing the look of pure, unadulterated joy on her face throughout the whole thing. She laughed, she clapped, she gasped, and smiled the entire time. Bliss :)
Time for the doc. Blogging may be sporadic until I get my connection sorted out.
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