My friend in NYC is going to see Patrick Stewart in Macbeth in March. I hate her!
Farscape news is good news!
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My friend in NYC is going to see Patrick Stewart in Macbeth in March. I hate her!
Farscape news is good news!
i09's take on Joss' drop-in at the GeeksOn podcast: [link]
Am I crazy to find it incredibly disheartening that my boss really doesn't know what my last name is?
That would drive me crazy.
I thought I had sarameg's phone number so I could call and re-offer a ride this morning but I didn't and now I feel bad because she had to walk in the icy rain.
And I was having travel + work anxiety dreams this morning. I dreamt I had to share a shower (er...not shower at the same time...use the shower after) my cranky, annoying co-worker and he'd used my towel and left the room a damp mess! ew! Plus I had 40 minutes before my plane was to leave and i had to go back to my house from the airport to take care of my pets before returning to the airport for my flight. And I was flying to FL to give a presentation I hadn't practiced AT ALL.
It's been a very stressful day already!
My friend in NYC is going to see Patrick Stewart in Macbeth in March. I hate her!
Ooh, I might go to that! Apparently my friend's sister has first dibs, but if she can't go, I'm totally in.
The temp here is supposed to go from 46 to 2 today.
Yikes!
I'm always having dreams about coming close to missing flights or rushing to make a flight or getting lost on the way to the airport, but I don't remember ever having a dream where I'm actually in a plane. I guess that part isn't very interesting to my subconscious.
Now I get to feel good about myself because I knew the IMDB quote:
ROGER
Now you listen to me, I'm an advertising man, not a red herring. I've got a job, a secretary, a mother, two ex-wives and several bartenders that depend upon me, and I don't intend to disappoint them all by getting myself "slightly" killed.
Walk wasn't too bad, but thanks! Of course, I haven't looked at what my hair has done...
I'll probably even be able to beg a ride off someone this evening if it is still raining. I don't actually mind the walk when the weather isn't crap.
I had a boring dream last night. It was just basically normal stuff in a normal day. Usually my dreams are weird so it was a big disappointment.
I've been watching Battlestar Galatica while treadmilling in the morning. When I get done I start to heard drums and see flashes from my day ahead. I'm making the kids' lunches. I'm walking the kids to the bus stop. I'm in front of my work computer. It's me in front of my work computer. It's me in front of my work computer again. It's me in the cockpit of a Viper...no...wait... that's me in a Honda Civic at a stoplight. It's me making dinner. It's me telling the kids to stay in bed (that's the dramatic scene).
Sort of boring, but on balance better than being hunted to extinction by intelligent toasters and replicants.
A man says to his psychiatrist, "Last night, I dreamed I was making love to my girlfriend." The psychiatrist says, "You have an unconscious desire to fly in an airplane!"
Ba-dum DUM.
I swear, I think my corporate employers have the dumbest internal computer services department for a international computer company ever. They are enforcing stronger password rules. Except, get this: it also applies to your old password on the password change form. So if you go in and try to change it, it rejects your old password for not adhering to those rules. So you can't change it on your own.
Instead of fixing the code, they are asking you call the helpline.