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clevermanka) wrote2014-10-29 09:15 am
clevermanka) wrote2014-10-29 09:15 am
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Oh I'm fine
I found this gif yesterday and it's so so so perfect for me right now.
Skipped Tai Chi (again) last night. I'm probably gonna skip the rest of the session. I'm just not feeling it.
After playing around with the eyebrow coverage and makeup for the Varla costume last night (as well as several hours last week and over the weekend), I'm skipping that, too. Not certain what I'm going to use for a costume tomorrow, but I have a huge costume closet. I'll come up with something.
Spent a bit less than an hour yesterday trying to figure out the new version of iTunes so I could create a playlist for the grad student party I'm hosting Friday night. I refused updates for nearly a year because I had a hard enough time learning how to use the iTunes software the first time and I knew it wouldn't get simpler to use. Well, Apple decided that I no longer deserved to use that old version and just deleted it from my computer for me, forcing me to install the new version. Which, of course, I can't figure out. I just want to move music from my hard drive to the damn player. The old menus are still there, and I go through the exact same steps, but the songs don't copy over. So I think I'm just gonna forget it and use the playlist I made for the April party that we never got to play because the receiver shorted out. So it won't have songs newer than seven months ago. Eh.
Really hoping our sound system doesn't crap out again.
Gotta admit, never have I looked forward to Halloween less. I'm kinda dreading Friday's party. Don't wanna. Can't back out without feeling like a complete asshole, though. It's against my nature to renege on a commitment. It makes me feel physically uncomfortable. And I'm going to be uncomfortable either way, so I might as well be uncomfortable in the way that doesn't make me feel like a jerk.
I'm typing this at my standing adjustable workstation, though. Good news, right? Except it wiggles when I type thanks to a moderately crappy desk to begin with, which, by the time the vibration goes through the wobbly workstation and the joints of the adjustable desk and through my shitty old wiggly monitor, is pretty fucking noticeable. I have three hours (until noon today) to decide if I want to send it back. Because that's plenty of time to find and test possible solutions.
Why didn't I have it set up before yesterday if I had 30 days to try it? Well! When the desk arrived, my ergo keyboard didn't fit. So I asked for a smaller one that would. It didn't arrive and didn't arrive and didn't arrive and on Monday I emailed our purchasing rep about it and she said "Oh, well, I had that shipped to Other Secretary and since she's been on vacation for two weeks maybe you should check her mail."
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME. WHY WHY WHY WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT. SERIOUSLY. WHY.
So I was angry about that, and then I set up the desk and then it wiggled and then I nearly had a breakdown at work and called![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mckitterick to come help me troubleshoot and he solved a lot of the wiggle and now I can at least type and look at the monitor without getting motion sick so that's something but Jesus.
This morning I couldn't get myself out of bed until 7:15. I just couldn't. I barely made it to work on time. I've been here for an hour and ten minutes and I've had two people stop in my doorway to make a comment about my new desk (it does look impressive) and then followup with "are you feeling okay?" so that's great.
Ugh.
Skipped Tai Chi (again) last night. I'm probably gonna skip the rest of the session. I'm just not feeling it.
After playing around with the eyebrow coverage and makeup for the Varla costume last night (as well as several hours last week and over the weekend), I'm skipping that, too. Not certain what I'm going to use for a costume tomorrow, but I have a huge costume closet. I'll come up with something.
Spent a bit less than an hour yesterday trying to figure out the new version of iTunes so I could create a playlist for the grad student party I'm hosting Friday night. I refused updates for nearly a year because I had a hard enough time learning how to use the iTunes software the first time and I knew it wouldn't get simpler to use. Well, Apple decided that I no longer deserved to use that old version and just deleted it from my computer for me, forcing me to install the new version. Which, of course, I can't figure out. I just want to move music from my hard drive to the damn player. The old menus are still there, and I go through the exact same steps, but the songs don't copy over. So I think I'm just gonna forget it and use the playlist I made for the April party that we never got to play because the receiver shorted out. So it won't have songs newer than seven months ago. Eh.
Really hoping our sound system doesn't crap out again.
Gotta admit, never have I looked forward to Halloween less. I'm kinda dreading Friday's party. Don't wanna. Can't back out without feeling like a complete asshole, though. It's against my nature to renege on a commitment. It makes me feel physically uncomfortable. And I'm going to be uncomfortable either way, so I might as well be uncomfortable in the way that doesn't make me feel like a jerk.
I'm typing this at my standing adjustable workstation, though. Good news, right? Except it wiggles when I type thanks to a moderately crappy desk to begin with, which, by the time the vibration goes through the wobbly workstation and the joints of the adjustable desk and through my shitty old wiggly monitor, is pretty fucking noticeable. I have three hours (until noon today) to decide if I want to send it back. Because that's plenty of time to find and test possible solutions.
Why didn't I have it set up before yesterday if I had 30 days to try it? Well! When the desk arrived, my ergo keyboard didn't fit. So I asked for a smaller one that would. It didn't arrive and didn't arrive and didn't arrive and on Monday I emailed our purchasing rep about it and she said "Oh, well, I had that shipped to Other Secretary and since she's been on vacation for two weeks maybe you should check her mail."
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME. WHY WHY WHY WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT. SERIOUSLY. WHY.
So I was angry about that, and then I set up the desk and then it wiggled and then I nearly had a breakdown at work and called
mckitterick to come help me troubleshoot and he solved a lot of the wiggle and now I can at least type and look at the monitor without getting motion sick so that's something but Jesus. This morning I couldn't get myself out of bed until 7:15. I just couldn't. I barely made it to work on time. I've been here for an hour and ten minutes and I've had two people stop in my doorway to make a comment about my new desk (it does look impressive) and then followup with "are you feeling okay?" so that's great.
Ugh.
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