1 June
Hey, check out my new design! Ain't it pretty and sweet and full of girlish glee? Thanks, Lucy!
And by the way, if you haven't checked my site in the last seven hours or so (and why haven't you?), yesterday's entry is up.
One of these day, I'm going to learn how weather works.
I am in my house, and I look out the window, and if it is bright and sunny, I think "O, it is nice and warm!" and completely ignore the fact that on Today Show, Katie and Matt are all bundled up in their parkas out in the plaza and talking about how it's only 51°. Conversely, if it's grey I put my coat on, only to find, when I go outside, that it's 85° and muggy as hell.
I just believe everything I see when I look out the window.
After spending two weeks with our accounting system upgrade here at work, it has slowly dawned on me that the only point of any upgrade is to make things worse. I am certain that I have not read Dilbert enough and that everyone already knew this, but it was a rude shock to me!
I think the way it goes is that they have a perfectly good product (or reasonable enough--okay, maybe not, but at least some things about it worked), realize that they have to do an upgrade, but have nothing in particular to fix. So, instead they decide to break things, and then they'll have something to do for the upgrade after this one!
What they did on the Accounts Payable side was make everything about a shnillion times more complicated, what once took three steps now takes eight or so, several very handy things were removed forever, supposedly because they hate AP and want us to die, and basically the only real improvement is that the font on the checks is nicer. There literally isn't a single thing that wasn't made measurably worse by the upgrade.
My favourite thing is that the company nicknames they put in aren't anything like the nicknames that we have used for years, and one is a big old typo, TRAIL instead of TRIAL. I am not spending the next five years typing TRAIL, and if they can fix that one, they can fix the others.
I am being the extremely big-mouthed and annoying squeaky wheel about the whole thing, but some things are just inevitable. Like upgrades really being downgrades.
I was addressing envelopes for sending out tapes (see? I'm doing it already! I'm not flaking like last year, you want to trade with me, don't you?) and my Sharpie marker was getting all flat and thick, so I went up to Donna, the supply maven, and said "My sharpies are all blunties!" and then proceeded to spend the rest of the day laughing about it, "Sharpies are all blunties! HAHAHAHA! O, I slay me!"
Literally nobody else thought it was funny, I was completely alone in my shrieks of mirth. I am proud to be my own best audience!
Why do I keep smelling popcorn in the kitchen when they have stopped selling it in the vending machine? Is there a popcorn air freshener? Are people bringing popcorn in from home, popping it in the microwave, then spiriting it away to their desks, leaving nothing but an enticing smell?
It is very upsetting to be smelling this popcorn and be unable to pop any myself! People don't spend enough time thinking about my needs around here.
On the Today Show, they are talking about making an entire meal out of rhubarb. My childhood cat who died just a couple of years ago was named Rhubarb, so what I heard Al Roker say was, "An entire meal out of dead cat! Dead cat with vodka, dead cat spread, dead cat dessert! Yummy yummy dead cat!!"
Confidential to Pamie, ixnay! Ixnay, goddammit! After all, everyone knows that I'm gay and Patrick's celibate, or wait...was it the other way around? O, I'm all muddled.
And I am absolutely not going to Boston this weekend for a tryst of any kind! I am going to quietly listen to bluegrass music and not get murdered in my bed by Shae and Rog!
Anyway, I categorically deny her scurrilous accusations and am shocked and appalled at such innuendo and gossip appearing in what is supposed to be a serious on-line journal.
Lenten entries missed:
Jen shuns the boing sneakers, was all betrayed by the Weather Channel, was caught doing silly silly things and was punished for trying to change the fact that if God gave her big bushy man-brows, she should accept her big bushy man-brows.
Today's
horoscope:
New romantic interests are possible--or revitalizing an old relationship. Sparks fly as interest and energy for love fly higher.
One year ago today:
I dreamt that I woke up this morning and there were 200 new questions and posts and everyone was annoyed that I hadn't posted an answer to their question.
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