I'm still confused by what pockets I'm supposed to rip open. Feels like failure.

You guys, did you know you could break excel? Like it's not frozen, but it will stop calculating for you? I did that today. That's a new one.

I'm sensing a market for women's wear with pockets. It's just waiting for something similar to Diane Von Furstenberg saying: "Hey, you can design the dress so it wraps to your individual shape!" and make millions.

Stylish pockets. That's all it would take to make millions.

Like it's not frozen, but it will stop calculating for you?

I've had that happen with Access. Like, all my formulas were correct but it just flipped out and huddled in stressball rocking back and forth. I'm going to chalk that up to Microsoft being shit. (Sorry, MS workers. It's still true. For relative values of shit equal to "the logic is right but the program isn't.")

It's just as much a function of working on government hardware. It's unbelievable how hamstrung we are.

It's just as much a function of working on government hardware.

Okay, well, I'm going to refer you to Consuela's three year quest to being hired for the job she does and for which she is uniquely qualified.

Does F9 get it to force calculate? If so, then find the Calculation button on the ribbon and see if it is somehow set to manual.

Even if you enter 1+1 in a cell, you get zero; the only solution is to close excel. I had a colleague -- who can do the whole hotkeys-flying-windows-flashing-only-in-the-movies excel hacking -- help me out.

Oof, bon, that's some hard-core excel!

I hate hate hate dresses without pockets. This is part of why I'm learning to sew, so I can put pockets in my dresses. Doesn't help the pants though, they're harder. And often have the stupid faux-pockets, or ones that are so small they're useless. eShakti apparently has pockets in pretty much all their dresses, which kicks ass.

I went to karaoke tonight to hang out with a woman I vaguely know from dancing and hoped to meet hot friends of hers. Sadly, not really on the hot friends, but one of my good friends here who I hardly see was there and drunk as hell--it was his last day at his current job so he was celebrating. Good times!! Lots of singing and dancing.

Stylish pockets. That's all it would take to make millions.

I dont think they absolutely have to be stylish even.

They'd have to be easier than figuring out what my insurance covers for my cracked screen on my phone. That's it. Easier.

I need to learn to sew pockets into skirts.

Not a cat person.