Random Stuff

  • Control S is my friend. I should use it more.

  • I should stop kicking the one of the PC's, because it might start randomly shutting down on me.

  • Swearing loudly in the bay after said PC has shut down is frowned upon.

  • I don't want to be at work today. I'd rather be doing something fun like... having a bikini wax.

  • Swearing because the FAQ I had been working on was lost, will get others to join in.

  • Swearing at the PC because it lost my first post, doesn't do anything but make me feel better.

  • I hate being the fraggin guinea pig for new software.

  • I didn't knit on anything when I got home yesterday. Just didn't feel like it.

  • I've lost my favorite chapstick. I believe it's on my black hole of a desk, but I don't want to shove it off to find it.

  • Sometimes I go off to lunch and leave a spreadsheet open, so no one else can edit it.

  • The down side to coming in so early? Here run this report because....

  • I think which ever mouse I'm using should work on the other PC; even if a different network is involved.

  • Even pretending I'm Hiro Nakamura won't make time go faster.

  • I drug Grilltech in to get a hair cut yesterday. He looks much better.

  • I'm bored with my hair, not sure what I want to do with it.

  • I wonder how many bank accounts I could open before the suits noticed or cared.

  • Can anyone tell me when Mick became "human"? I must have missed that episode.

  • The artist themes for Google make the pages load slowly. Not sure it's worth the effort.

  • We're having steak for dinner tonight. Hope it doesn't rain.

  • I wonder how black holes die.

  • I've been stepping on cats in the mornings. They must think my night vision is better then it really is.

  • In four minutes I can head out the door. Is it wrong to be watching the clock that closely?

  • How hard do you think Grilltech would laugh at me if I said I wanted to go back to school for astronomy?

  • Did I mention Grilltech stayed home yesterday because he had food poisioning?

  • I think I'm going to go tink some sleeve caps.
  • A Prize Fight

    For today's entertainment I respectfully submit:

    In this corner we have Daizy. She's a JenDay Conure. She weighs less then a pound. She has to be carried around because her wings are clipped and can't fly.

    Main weapons: her beak and speed.

    In this corner we have Sabrina. She a 28 pound domestic cat. She's so fat she waddles. She has no front claws and she bites.

    Main weapons: her teeth and mass.

    Round 1: Daizy is sitting on her cage keeping a weary eye out for the cats. Sabrina is sitting on the floor looking at this curious pest that is loud. She moves in for a closer sniff. Daizy defends her territory with a quick nip, getting a mouth full of hair. Sabrina is moved off the coffee table. (Note I said moved off not left.)

    Round 2: Daizy is now on the floor wandering around. Sabrina comes in from the hall way, Daizy puffs up and begins to chase her off. Sabrina quickly waddles around the coffee table to get away.

    Round 3: Sabrina looks around the coffee table, no bird. She starts towards the living room. Daizy comes charging around from the other side and Sabrina takes off to the front door. She's had enough.

    I've looked up the sleeve cap information. I'll be ripping back for the last time. Now it's math time.

    It's Monday.

    With my socks finished, I picked up Grilltech's bamboo socks. I've been meaning to sit down and work out a pattern, because I'm getting a bored knitting plain socks. I'd already knitted the cuff, so it was ready. Did I have a pattern on hand? No. Did I even bother to look through the books? No. So I did the next best thing. I went to the cupboard and rooted around. I found Boyfriend socks pattern. Granted Grilltech isn't my boyfriend, but I think they'll still work. I'm not knitting the pattern as is. I've just taken the cabling and started from there. Besides those are toe up socks. blah.

    Bella is in time out. Tomorrow I'll go to knitty and look up sleeve caps. If I'm going to have to rip the cap back one more time, I might as well do it right. I suppose I could look up the information tonight, since its coming down to the point it will need to go into the mail. (It will fit, it will fit... lalalalalalaalala) But right now, it's all I can do not to bash my head on the desk.

    Not having the best day in the world here. Nothing is going wrong, just feel off. And I'm not even being mean to people. What is the world coming too?

    Grilltech really likes the new sock. I think he likes the colors more then anything. I haven't done enough of the pattern yet to be visible. Or I didn't this morning, now I have quite a bit done. This pattern flies!!

    Stupid, Stupid, Stoopid...

    The sleeve cap is about 1.5 inches too short. (sigh)

    Good thing I didn't cut the yarn. Just in case.


    Looky!! My loot showed up!!

    I finished my socks!!

    Bella almost completed!!

    What an awesome day.

    Because I'm a Lemming....

    And now for something completely different: (Thanks Galad)

    You Are An ISTJ

    The Duty Fulfiller

    You are responsible, reliable, and hardworking - you get the job done.

    You prefer productive hobbies, like woodworking or knittings.

    Quiet and serious, you are well prepared for whatever life hands you.

    Conservative and down-to-earth, you hardly ever do anything crazy.

    In love, you are loyal and honest. If you commit yourself to someone, then you're fully committed.

    For you, love is something that happens naturally. And you don't need romantic gestures to feel loved.

    At work, you remember details well and are happy to take on any responsibility.

    You would make a great business executive, accountant, or lawyer.

    How you see yourself: Decisive, stable, and dependable

    When other people don't get you, they see you as: Boring, conservative, and egotistical

    #@%* Karma

    Karma is a funny thing. I gave away sock yarn last week. This week I found out, I won yarn from Romancing the Yarn. Last week, I spent most of the time hating people and bitching about them*. This week? One of the supervisors from another site calls my boss and bitches about me. To be honest, I don't know if she was bitching or not. Oh wait, do I have to be honest?

    So, I guess I should take you guys back in time. Remember the Corporate Fable? We did some training. Twice.

    Any questions? (Cue the crickets.) No? Are you sure? (Cue more crickets.) Okay, thanks for being here look forward to working with you. So about 1.5 months ago, I send an e-mail to one of the supervisors in question and copied her boss - because it wasn't happening.

    Well. Let. Me. Tell. You. She exploded all over me. Why did you copy my boss? There was no reason, blah, blah, blah. Since that point, she hasn't responded to any of my e-mails. Not. One. It took me about three weeks to figure out what was going on. Y would e-mail her and ask the same questions with the same wording, she'd answer.

    So I called her, because I need information and I knew an e-mail would do me no good. She tells me "I'll send you an e-mail." WTF?! Fine.

    So I'm trying to figure out how to word an e-mail to her boss, without sounding both whiny and bitchy. And still get the required information. While I'm drafting the e-mail, the Gnome IM's me asking me to come see him. I make my way over and he asks if Y is coming also - he was. The Gnome proceeds to tell Y he needs to call said person and answer any questions she may have. NOW. Y is almost refusing to do so, because "is this the way our department wants to be seen?" The Gnome proceeds to tell us, there was a personality conflict and Y needs to go "help her out".

    I was so frustrated by the conversation I walked around the building. Frustrated enough I was crying. (sigh) Anyway, so I get back, Y is on the phone with her. Conversation is going something like this: Uumm, let me ask Knittech. Yeah, let me check with Knittech.

    It's a pain-in-the-ass when people don't know how to do something, then lay the blame on someone else. The Gnome is trying to say that wasn't what happened, but how else am I going to see it? I can understand going to a supervisor when someone isn't doing their job and making more work for everyone else. But a personality conflict? Please, grow up and deal with it. #@%* Karma... There is more, but I'll cover it tomorrow.

    On to knitting news...

    Sleeves are dreadfully boring. Mantra? Five more inches, five more inches!! then I get to start the sleeve cap. Oh yeah, excitement abounds.

    I've also started the gusset on my second sock. On the slow trek towards the toe. On the plus side, I'll have a pair of socks soon. Perky has taken to calling them "Grandma's watermelon socks". I don't think so!

    I've also finished the class shaker sweater. Granted I'm very far ahead of the student, but I wanted it done.

    Now I'm off to do five more inches...

    * Said person was on vacation last week, so there was zero contact.

    Decisions, Decisions

    Dr. Who starts again tonight. It's also knit & eat down at the shop. Decisions, decisions. Grilltech says, they're your friends, you should go hang out with them. Yes, but I see them almost every day. Dr. Who I only get to see once a week. It's a tough choice.

    Most of the time I enjoy my job. It's repetitive enough I can think of other things, while doing the job. Then there are days where people are stupid*.

    And the winner is our very own Trish**!

    *(I don't know Knittech, maybe you're PMSing...) There is always that chance, but do they really want to risk it?

    ** She of 97 skeins of sock yarn.


    Yeah, some days I shouldn't be allowed to be around people. Today is one of them. Could you hear my teeth grinding? Could you feel the self control I used not to fly over to the East Coast and beat two people to death? I could stop and see Samurai Knitter because she's where I'd need to go.

    Sorry, make that four people now. Two more where added within the span of twenty mintues.

    It's now five, because of some spammer commenter.

    Mantra? In 2.5 hours I'll be knitting. In 2.5 hours I'll be knitting.

    Here is what you could win:

    Reader Appreciation Day

    Today I found out from she just walks around with it April 16 is Reader Appreciation Day. While I won't be giving away kewl really awesome stuff like Kristy. I figured I'd let my readers a chance at winning some Lorna's Lace sock yarn*. I've been meaning to do a contest, reader appreciation is good enough reason.

    What do you have to do to win? Leave a comment on this entry. I'll draw (randomly pick) a winner on Friday the 18th.

    I started the sleeves last night. I'm so excited. Bella is so close to being done, I can taste it. Close enough to being done, I've started another project. Yeah, and the class sweater doesn't count either.

    * But Knittech, I don't knit socks! It's okay, you don't have to knit socks with it.

    More Corporate Life

    Connection to the mail server has been lost. Fine. I pull up my data base and start looking for the people who called in sick. Suddenly, connection is restored. Take that chaos! It's amazing how six inches can make a difference. On the other machine, it's warm and dare I say comfortable. I move six inchs south to the other machine and I'm under the vent, it's chilly which is making me crabby. Come summer it might be nice, but currently not so much.

    Went to the 200 dollar store last night, spent more then 200. Ouch.

    There was wind storm last night. My cat, aka the coward, went into hiding. She wouldn't even come out for good food. Poor kitty.

    No knitting last night. I did start the heel of my sock yesterday, but I didn't start the sleeves. I really need to get going on them.

    Curse of One Project

    The fronts and back of Bella are now finished and joined together. (I almost put K2tog.) I'll start the sleeves this week. My fears of the sweater being too small have returned. Even if it is too small, I'm shipping it anyway.

    I've picked out the yarn for the peacock shawl. I'm not sure when I'll start it. I've got a shell for me I want to get going on. I guess there is a down side for a one project person. Socks don't count as a project, they're portable. They might start counting if I had 96 skeins of sock yarn like Luvs2Knit.

    We went star gazing Saturday night. The moon was only half full and bright! We didn't stay long because the wind was too cold. The blankets need to be washed, so we can use them. Course if I started my shawl…

    Just Wait Five Minutes...

    This morning's drive to work was in a light drizzle. Not enough to require the windshield wipers on all the time; but enough to be blinded if a light shone on the windshield. Which made on coming traffic a bit annoying. When Grilltech came in two hours later, he was dripping wet. I thought the rain had started coming down harder. I was wrong; it had begun snowing. Grilltech said there was 1/2 an inch of snow on my car. I love spring.

    I have finished one front of Bella. I started the other on Monday night, and had about two inches of lace done. Then I realized I had messed the pattern up very badly. I ripped it out. Cast on the required number of stitches, then went to bed. Tuesday night, I sat down and had no problem working the lace pattern.

    I've started the toe on my first sock; only six more rows to go!! It's such a pretty sock I can't wait to finish the second one, so I can wear them. Chances are I'll start the second one tomorrow or tonight, so it will be easier to knit at work. I want the second sock done tomorrow, so I can wear them NOW!!

    I'm such a dumbass. I left my knitting at work. I called Grilltech from the parking lot, because I'm lazy and asked him to bring it home with him. All because I didn't want to take five mintues to go back for it.

    The sun is now shining. The snow and rain is gone. And the cats seem to think I need to open the door for them. I think I need five more minutes...

    Corporate Life (again)

    I know I've mentioned it before, but Grilltech and I work for a giant bureaucratic company. Which has some perks; free coffee and tea, they provide paper plates, bowls, plastic flatware, and (not sure anymore) drinking cups.

    Because it's giant, there are people everywhere and its open 24/7. That being said, there is a cleaning crew which also works 24/7. Because lets face it; people are pigs. (I won't go into Grilltech's paranoia how they're always cleaning the bathroom when he needs it.)

    The cleaning crew does the normal things; empty trash cans, clean bathrooms, sweep and mop. Due to what these girls deal with every day, they wear rubber gloves to protect themselves.

    Another one of their jobs is stocking the break room (paper plates and bowls, plastic flatware(plastiware?)). I walked in while one girl was stocking the plastiware. She was wearing her gloves.

    I now bring my own silverware. I think Grilltech’s paranoia is spreading.


    I hate those dreams where you're getting ready to go to work. I dreamed I had showered and then was hunting for clothes. I can't find the shirt I want in the closet because the contents keep changing. I felt there was no reason for me to get up with the second snooze. So I slept for another eight minutes. It's amazing what a difference eight minutes can make. More cars on the road. Making it through the door one minute late.

    On the plus side, I managed to knit through the meeting today and took minutes as well. Managed to get quite a bit accomplished. Anyway.

    Not much else is going on. About two inches away from starting shoulder shaping for the front. Still have a fear of being too small, but I'm going with it. If it doesn't fit, it will find a home with someone else. We watched Titus season three. (I LOVE the show.) Erin was wearing a red top, I thought would make a good basis for a design. It's not really a sweater, but more a shirt. It will have a lace edging (edging? more like four inches) then be plain knit. Yeah, it will be pretty. I know not terribly exciting, but I want to finish the yellow/white one before I start on mine. (Knit faster...)

    I kept the five minutes. It wasn't as bad yesterday, but it was still hard. My mantra? Ten minutes, I can do ten minutes in my sleep. After a while it was simply: purl, purl, purl, purl; while gasping for breath.

    Gamer humor: Jesus saves; the rest of you take full damage.