What the hell?: November 2003

too good to be true

eh, fooey. Vonage DigitalVoice .::. The BROADBAND Phone Company... charges you a disconnect fee of 44 bucks when you cancel.

it was too good to be true, when I read anyone with digital cable could obtain an adapter, plug it in, and then plug in a regular phone. $35/mo provided unlimited calling, and 6 cents a minute to call places in Europe.

i just want to try it, not marry it.

Scratch everything I said yesterday

spa-nyc has the most amazing list of spas. in the affordable range. not as decadent as the red door.

faina looks awesome.

it would be neat to combine a sauna with a treatment. but unless you go to a gym (how Origins spa is attached to the Chelsea Pier gym), you're going to have to shell out dough for hot air. (other option is to join a gym. snort. we know how likely that is;)

must win lottery.

The road to nowhere

Ok, so that's not what the site said exactly.
Going Nowhere looks liks a compilation of blogs of folks exercising their way to ... somewhere. I see mention of 1000 mile objectives.

Er, wonder how many miles the avg new yorker walks.

Now I wonder how many miles I accrue to/from the ladies.

(Drink enough coffee and you'll know what I mean.) I laughed when I say elliptical machines. Not in the ha-ha kind of way, just, as in I know people who a) own them and b) keep their exercise shoes on them.

Go ahead, ask me

I made a commitment.

No, I did not get married in Vegas.

I spent money on myself. Alone, not exactly noteworthy. But for just me, inconsiderate of recent economic cycles, I purchased a wardrobe for the corner of my room (more room for the clothes spread all over the place) *and* a new full-sized mattress box spring set.

My Pax Birkeland is skimming my ceiling (3 inches to spare - hope the floor isn't crooked), and the built in pant hanger thing was totally unnecessary. (The real luxury item - the Komplement pull out shelf with dividers - was apparently a big hit with the rest of the IKEA population, as they're sold old. I'm buying online. Or going to Jersey. I MUST have this.)

My doors look like the longer ones on the right. And come the day I tire of a corner unit, I can pull it apart. Poof. S-shaped tool here you come. Bam. A flat wall unit it becomes.

I went for white.

Bonde will need to make friends with Pax. I have a neat bookshelf thing too! (But they were out of glass doors, so I only bought two plain white ones today. I'll leave the middle shelf, or maybe the top, open with the CD player until I can obtain one.

No knobs yet. I couldn't bear to contemplate fixtures. I was torn to learn that Docent only comes in brown. Not exactly a match made in heaven for the color scheme I have going. Alas, that kind of set up will have to wait. Until I get my own gdamn apartment one day. sigh.

They come Thursday.
I can't wait!

For $99 plus tax Ikea provides a 4 hour window one has to be home. I'm taking the rest of the day off for assembly. Which reminds me, I need to find a mattress bag for termporary housing. My mother is salivating at the thought of the day bed in the big room upstairs. She's had her eye on it for ages.

Ask me what else I want, and I shall point you to...

Sauna for 6
(mind you, I'd obviously need a home big enough to accomodate something the size of a manhattan studio indoors)
actually, any of the saunas here
hey wait - this one is portable!

The shipping charge alone on these things is more than I can think about. Who on earth has a portable sauna? And how can I become friends with this person??

I wouldn't mind having a concept2 rowing machine of my very own.

A very homer simpson like noise is audibly heard in the room.

bom bom bmmmmmmmm

How big can we go?

8 ft high
9W
13L

present bed width - 4ft

Space b/w smallest corner (excl. window frame) - 24"

I don't want to go

I put another load in of laundry and am presently using this as an excuse for being tardy.

Who says you don't need clean socks?

Ugh. Today things that must get done include:

document site
certification request
mail group population
relationship linking of fund controller
relationship linking for new deals

Things I would like to start:

too many

what to do.

Sleepy

I'm so ready for bed. It's not even 8pm. Oy.

Last night was fun and not so fun. It started out well, but then the hostess retired early. We cleaned up and headed home since sleeping in a bed is usually more comfy anyway. So weird. I felt awful today. And I don't think I did anything wrong.brb.

WEll, except for work. I am so irked at them. Them being the dev team. The mgr is full of poo. I've definitely learned alot on this proiject, since apparently I'm the only one who can pay enough attention to realize what's not being done. let's just say the dev mgr is not pleased about the situation. yes, this is the same person taking a VACATION during a product release. unreal. kind of jerky of him. he's left his team to fend for themselves. these guys have been pulling all nighters for weeks now. and it's all due to poor mgt.

bleh.

i don't feel like talking about that.

and i'm mad at myself for not remembering airport works on OS X...which is something Alison was going to hook me up with. Grr. I had it in front of me a few weeks ago too. Doofus irene. Oh well. Will have to wait.

Michelle Williams = Bad Idea

Oh dear. Aida. New lead for Toni Braxton.

Awful. So bad it was kind of funny. Had to have a glass of wine which made the remainder slightly tolerable. And the Zozer dude was pretty good, even if my ticket sugar momma disagrees.

It must suck to be part of the cast and watch names walk in the door without an iota of talent. For everyone's sake, I hope she gets better. Soon.

Ugh.

Not to sound entirely dour, going to see the show was a pleasant surprise. I was SO tired, and ready to crash tonight. Who can pass up a free ticket to a Broadway show? Plus I was outside with people who don't incessantly speak about servlet instances. I forget how nice it is to see, oh, the light of day, sometimes. Well, eve. And girly gossip.

Sigh. T'was good.

Now that I'm commuting to work from Queens tomorrow vs. LI, it will be a cinch to get in the door super early. (I would like to call the dev dude in India to clarify a few items.)

Ok doke. Can't wait for Friday. A sleepover! At my age. Tsk.
(It's with a bunch of women, but don't get the wrong idea;)

Love the Mondays

Especially when I'm being punished for not working very much the previous week. Sweet Jesus.

Got up at 4.20.

Yes, a.m.

Sent email until 4.45. Had to wait until the wee hours of the morning to send mail, as the files had not been forwarded to my attention until after 10pm the previous night. Needed to send them on in time for LN folks to review before I was in the office.

Train @ 5.29.

Arrival at the office @ 7am

Arrival at home @ 11:30pm.

Ok, so I stopped for a banquet of a meal at the Mickey D's. (Mac Jr and order of Mozz stix. $2.17 Thankyouverymuch)

Car service home, rubbed a kitty's bellie or two, and now i'm ready for bed.

Must be in the office ready to go 8am. Plan is to head back to LI to pick up some of the stuff I left in a huff. OH! And must ask (read: grovel) with Alison to see if she can print more t-things. If so, I can do some Tuesday night. Must remember to do the onesy (It'll be ok to use the larger print if I have one.)

Hmph. Must remember to re-order Vogue at work (discount if done there), as well as follow up on Movie pass discounts. I can't remember the last time I went to see a movie...so I can't recall which theatre has the better seats.

Ahem, this means extra cushioning and headrests. Yes, I'm willing to pass on a movie if the seats are sub par. This is what I've decided after Henri IV.

Preemptive Strike

I did it. I stood up for myself. And spoke to someone's manager's manager (who just happens to be on speed dial), and asked "what's up?" How does one bridge the communication gap?

The woman some of you may be familiar with, ahem, the one I brought on board to work with me, not as a super soloist, has been reigned in. And will most likely know it's me. Well, who else could it be? Be the points raised were 1) valid and more importantly 2) well documented. I think the nail in the coffin had to be the "I don't work extra now that I'm not paid to" theme. Oof.

I tried delegating a very simple request via two emails today. Admittedly, one could have sought clarification. However, electing to send mail to a very large distribution list constitutes noise in my book.

Check! No more.

However, I suspect a hawk will be afloat looking for weaknesses. But sorry. That was really annoying. Instead of spending two minutes forwarding documents requesting print outs, I spent over an hour responding to a public set of questions (must be diplomatic after all). This was preceded by a series of phone calls I had hoped to avoid by just saying "give me extra copies".

When we live in an environment where having a meeting costs a hundred bucks (you know, turning on the lights and all), a little extra is no biggie. Particularly when my budget does not necessitate approval for anything under 10K. Dude. ette.

Oh, and then I spent a 1/2 crafting my "woe is wasting time!" mail. I even got a thank you. Must have been quite eloquent.

sigh.

Baad.

Even worse is the feeling I had when I remembered I forgot to call Trisha (aGAIN). Work late and you lose track of time and reason. Must remember to grovel in the near future.

I'm heading back in for Friday. We had a power blip in LI and my remote access to the work computer was terminated. I suspect power outages elsewhere in the isle contributed to my network outage. Bleh. But there's tons for me to do. And I'll have Saturday at home vs. in the office.

OH! And for those of you in the know, the Dad is mending well. Actually, the term I'd use is spry. Amazing how quickly technology progresses. His new eye, as we're fondly teasing him, Bionic Elderly Geezer, is 20/30. How nuts is that?

Jeepers Creepers, Those Peepers

Ewwwwwwwwwwww. eye surgery makes me squeemish. The Dad and I looked online to research tomorrow's poking and prodding and I learned the internet is chock full of info. And icky pictures.

At this particular site there's even a video of it. (Not something to do before eating oysters.)

Tonight we picked up a new set of sweats. Or as I described them to my boss, leisure wear for old people;) My mom heard me and didn't exactly find it funny.

On a related note, in calling Cablevision yesterday I couldn't figure out why the operator was talking to me like I was retarded. But when you start a conversation with," ...upgraded my parent's computer..." people assume you're 12.

"Honey, do you know what a USB is?"

or

"I know, it's hard. But I'll walk you through it. When I say not-blinking, I meant all the lights should always be on."

Hmmmmmmmmmmm....is that what not-blinking means?

;)

La la la

Hypothetically, if I owned a business and someone contacted me looking for a product/service not provided I try to help them...vs. "No. Don't know anyone, not going to even pretend to think about it."

Whatever.

I'm back online after:
1) going to Cablevision at 8:00 a.m. on the dot
2) installing the necessary drivers which xp had wiped out
3) calling the work help desk a million times

Sweet beejesus

And now it's noon:)

I'm trying to find a local print place to transfer the screen print thing. but i'm thinking, instead, of finding a place in nyc to do it...focusing the search out hereon purchasing the shirts.

yes. that's what i'll do. i don't have the time to iron another batch. plus i'm curious how much darker a 'real' iron will make the transfer.

oh! and i picked up a onesy yesterday. so cute!

Poo

I can see why people elect to purchase entirely new desktops, when faced with the list of to-do's in upgrading.

Does any normal person really know what an "Parallel Scanner Enumerator" is?

Don't answer that.

I just need to find mine, erase it, and move on to upgrading. ljkasdoakowerakljewrkrweopr49ipjrkms-[034853029574359u341

In one pocket, out the other

Upgrading the LI PC is proving to be no fun. After shelling out $217 for Windows XP Professional, I now need a new sound card.

Er, no

One must wait until told to proceed.

I'm very happy there is a new toy in the house, but my room is mine until I say so. Poor M. wanted to immediately hook up his router. I'm in the middle of cleaning so I can find something. I need the space.

So sorry.

I was downstairs when asked," Is it ok if I use your computer to hook up the whatever thing?" I said, and I'm quoting because this is what I said,"Sure, when I'm done."

I go upstairs and find my browser windows closed. And the M. standing at my computer.

Hmph.

Annoying thing: they paid the cleaning lady $100 for last weekend because of the 'special projects'. I need to reiterate the importance of setting limits ahead of time. I'd rather it take longer for special work, than pay for it. I'm sorry. If I was around i'd be cleaning the windows myself. I'm not sure I see the value (or point) of paying someone else to clean them at such a high price point. Duh, we smoke. "WE" being them. the windows, tv, etc. have a tendency to collect smoot.

Whatever.

Keeping cleaning. I found the paper work and CDs but nto the little nubbie guy. I know put him in a bag, but I just need to find the bag.

Oy.

Sweet Saturday

The blessed day has arrived and I'm wearing comfy, warm clothing. Getting home last night was the most ridiculous ordeal one could imagine. After watching (ok, and admittedly snoozing) thru Henri IV (3 hours and forty minutes), I took the W train with Alison. Bidding farewells I jumped onto the Queensborough Plaza platform and proceeded to wait. And wait. And wait. I got home after 1:30.

Note to self: cabs are worth the money.

I was kind of being on the thrifty side seeing as how I spent $100 in one eve. The tickets for the show were $62, I spent $8 getting to the show. That's $70. Then $20 on food. Leaves the pathetic singles that are mushed at the bottom of my purse. This is why I go nowhere these days. I like paying my bills off. It feels good. And that's where all my OT is going. Yay!

So the roomie purchased a new computer. Hurray. And has asked to set up his wireless base station. I told he had to wait until I was done cleaning the room. I'll bring up splitting the cost of cable when the next bill comes around. And I'll also need to see if Linkys works with Macs. Hmmmm. May not need to plunk out the dough for Airport if that's the case. Interesting.

Time to clean. Must find secure ID card, so I can work from the burbs next week. The Dad is having the eye surgery Tuesday, and I'll be there Wednesday. But I can't imagine he'd be fine for the remainder of the week. So, must find the damn thing.

Ok, so now I'm going to bed

I had a teeny nap from 9 until 10:30. But the dude from work kept calling me. And then he'd be surprised I sounded half asleep. Er.

Email

Bloody hell, I had a question for my dad and he told me to check my email.

I told him I'd call back later.

How screwy is that?

Doggie Butt

...and there you have my Halloween in a nutshell. I'll post the ofoto URL in a sec. actually, no i won't. the thing is still uploading and i'm going to bed. i sent the link out to my dad and erin. I'm too lazy to look up everyone's email. i hate not having outlook work on this machine. when they set up my timewarner access, they wouldn't help me figure out the password stuff. since then i've been snoozing on the job and haven't looked at it again.

/lazy

Oh, the sweet satisfaction

Came home (fairly late) and immediatly noticed that my computer was folded down.

I did not leave it that way. Obviously someone learned first hand you can't just willy-nilly wander into someone's room on a regular basis for free internet access.

Har, har.

That feels slightly good. I am tired, but smug. Lah lah. Now, if only I could find my checkbook. It's somewhere, here. But I have no idea where.

The more I think about the snoopy-ness (I wish adults watched more cartoons) factor, the mroe indignant I am. I have my pay stubs all over the place. Heaven forbid I leave a personal item out, oh, say, in my own room. You know, the kind with batteries. Oof.

Speaking of funny things. Today The L., as I'll now refer to my boss, totally cracked me up. It's only funny if 1) you know how much I despise Arti and 2) you're me. (Sidenote: As the dev mgr told me today, I have a warped sense of humor. The kind that works well with geeks. As if I didn't already have enough to obsess about.) Not only did The L. offer to cover the t-shirt cost, but provided positive feedback. I need that every once in a while. I also need panty hose. I can't believe I forgot to pick some up.

Sigh.

Pants it is tomorrow. I'm beginning to be limited in my pant selection as everything I own is covered either in cat or dog hair.

What's a girl to do?

Must remember to look for cleaners by work. oh! and tomorrow I'm going to crash at Trisha's. Thank you thank you thank you thank you! With the TK hours this week, I basically need a place to nap, since I'm working until 4 am every day. Well, and shower. This is a big win for me, since I can dart over and not interupt anyone's nightime slumber. Right now I'm not really tired, but know I should sleep a little before goingback to the office. I'm only going to have a few hours to cram a document out, and the more time the better.

Ok, here's something really funny.

Even though I showered this morning I just found a halloween crystal on my back. I had an itch. Which reminds me! Pictures! The battery is loaded, so now I can download the pics from Friday. I don't think I've ever worn as much makeup.

Doing it today

Add password to computer. It creeps me out that anyone can poke around my files. And for god's sake, if you need to clear the history you know you're doing something wrong.

Last night. No, this morning, i should say. When I came home hungry there was not a single god damn beer. After working for more than 12 hours on a Saturday night, I kind of felt entitled to have a relaxing bev before hitting my bed. Granted., it was early to be drinking, but it seemed like the right kind of thing to accompany my toast.

Sigh.

Of the 2 six packs that I purchased last weekend, only 4 beers were left last I was here. But last night there was nothing.

Grrr.

What the hell?

Sunday, November 30, 2003

too good to be true

Scratch everything I said yesterday

The road to nowhere

Saturday, November 29, 2003

Go ahead, ask me

Friday, November 28, 2003

How big can we go?

Sunday, November 23, 2003

I don't want to go

Saturday, November 22, 2003

Sleepy

Tuesday, November 18, 2003

Michelle Williams = Bad Idea

Monday, November 17, 2003

Love the Mondays

Thursday, November 13, 2003

Preemptive Strike

Monday, November 10, 2003

Jeepers Creepers, Those Peepers

La la la

Sunday, November 09, 2003

Poo

In one pocket, out the other

Saturday, November 08, 2003

Er, no

Sweet Saturday

Tuesday, November 04, 2003

Ok, so now I'm going to bed

Email

Monday, November 03, 2003

Doggie Butt

Oh, the sweet satisfaction

Sunday, November 02, 2003

Doing it today

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