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Nov. 18th, 2003 08:44 pmYou know, there's nothing quite like the feeling of having spent 10 minutes of a 15-minute break period typing up a multiparagraph entry only to have the whole thing vanish just a couple of sentences from the end when you accidentally hit Control-W when you mean to hit Shift-W. I speak from personal experience.
As you might surmise, Monday's luck held on and stayed with me, only tapering off about midway through the afternoon. It started this morning, when I was awakened from my doze by the mellow tones of a mufflerless car across the street from me at the ungodly hour of 7:30 a.m. Said tones stayed around for ten minutes; when I went across the street to confront the neighbor about it he said unrepentantly that he was warming up the car to go to work. I let it go this once. But if it happens again, I'm going to call the police and put in a noise complaint. (I almost hope it does happen again.)
( And it's all downhill from there...well, maybe not entirely. )
And one coincidence that interested me greatly today: I handled the account of a fellow who used to run a well-known and prolific cheap-Linux-CD distribution company that had subsequently sold to a competitor. Had shipped as many as 2,000 CDs a day at the height of business the fellow told me. It's funny that, out of all the CS reps, I, probably the only one who even knows what Linux is, should get that particular call, don't you think?
Today I also read most of a wickedly funny (and funnily wicked) book—Sir Apropos of Nothing by Peter David. It's a hilarious little deconstruction of fairy tale myth, sprinkled liberally with "I can't believe he wrote that" puns, featuring a(n anti)hero who should be completely unlikeable yet manages to get audience empathy through dint of David's wonderful writing. It makes me look forward to going back to work tomorrow just so I can find out how it comes out (and read the sequel, The Woad to Wuin).
Anyway, that's about all I have to say. In a while, I think I'll order something delicious and affordable from that Chinese place down the road, and then go fetch it. Right now, I'm just going to relax for a while.
As you might surmise, Monday's luck held on and stayed with me, only tapering off about midway through the afternoon. It started this morning, when I was awakened from my doze by the mellow tones of a mufflerless car across the street from me at the ungodly hour of 7:30 a.m. Said tones stayed around for ten minutes; when I went across the street to confront the neighbor about it he said unrepentantly that he was warming up the car to go to work. I let it go this once. But if it happens again, I'm going to call the police and put in a noise complaint. (I almost hope it does happen again.)
( And it's all downhill from there...well, maybe not entirely. )
And one coincidence that interested me greatly today: I handled the account of a fellow who used to run a well-known and prolific cheap-Linux-CD distribution company that had subsequently sold to a competitor. Had shipped as many as 2,000 CDs a day at the height of business the fellow told me. It's funny that, out of all the CS reps, I, probably the only one who even knows what Linux is, should get that particular call, don't you think?
Today I also read most of a wickedly funny (and funnily wicked) book—Sir Apropos of Nothing by Peter David. It's a hilarious little deconstruction of fairy tale myth, sprinkled liberally with "I can't believe he wrote that" puns, featuring a(n anti)hero who should be completely unlikeable yet manages to get audience empathy through dint of David's wonderful writing. It makes me look forward to going back to work tomorrow just so I can find out how it comes out (and read the sequel, The Woad to Wuin).
Anyway, that's about all I have to say. In a while, I think I'll order something delicious and affordable from that Chinese place down the road, and then go fetch it. Right now, I'm just going to relax for a while.
