he’s pining for the keyboards
I could stand my replacement Keytronic keyboard for about six seconds before I felt like throwing it across the office. In my cupboard, however, was an IBM Rapid Access II keyboard. This is similar to the black IBM that was stolen from my desk this morning (damn you, marketing!) but has dumb “Internet” keys, and […]
woke up this morning and I got myself a beer
I just posted this really bizzare article to /. It’s… rather bizzare. No, I have never participated in an orgy. Marketing guys stole my black IBM keyboard this morning because they needed it for a trade show display. Grr.
penguinmintsaregoodforyou
I was going to write here on friday, but I guess I didn’t. I seem to get the most work done on Friday than any other day of the week. That seems kinda bizzare to me. I think it happens that way because I feel guilty for not doing as much work as I should […]
cominagetcha
so I had to go with NedStat. Grr. Dammit.
AAARGH!
csoft broke my counter! Aagh! Death from above!
irony
Yesterday morning as I surfaced from the subway people were handing out flyers outlining why Conrad Black is evil and that you shouldn’t buy the National Post. This morning as I surfaced from the subway people were handing out free copies of the National Post. I promise to myself that I will never be so […]
mongolian hot pot
grog. pseudo-monday morning. Up until 1am wrestling with software that suddenly thinks that my CD-R drive can’t make CDs. And the audio CDs I do make only work in half the players I try them in. Grrr. I am a slave to coffee this morning… wait, that’s just like any other morning. slurp. [tosses CD […]
stand up, be strong, go out there, hold on
YAWN… well, poker night was a great time. Most of the usual suspects from last year were there. Unfortunately transportation to and from Seb’s house is less-than-stellar on a Sunday, and that caused some people to leave a little early. Ah well, who am I to complain, I had a good night and made $10 […]
good time jamboree
Tonight was the first poker night of the season. In fact, I’m still here, but the party has died down considerably. For those of you who don’t know, poker night was a weekly event last year with a group of old friends of mine from high school.
waaaaah
I just want to GET OUT OF HERE wait, it’s 4:38, I could leave fairly soon… everyone else fscking left early, and half the office didn’t even come in today. forget this, I’m gone.
