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13 November 1998
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last night i had a dream about the buffy the vampire slayer tv show. i was someone else, a character in the show. i knew that it was a show, but i wasn't an actor, i was actually a fictional character or something.
now that the new servers are online, i've been hit with the wave of creativity that i've been waiting for. i know that in a way it's just a form of procrastination (and this way no matter which i do, i'm procrastinating the other) but it's nice to feel creative no matter where it comes from.
tried to buy a desk today. i'm tired of sitting on the floor. and if i'm gonna be working full-time over the next couple of weeks, this is just not healthy posture. so i drove out to office-max. spent a good long while looking at all the desks, doing the whole price/quality comparison, talking myself into spending the money, and finally picked one out. then i spent a slightly shorter process with the chairs. i take the little item ticket things up to the checkout, they send to the storeroom for them. it takes forever, i'm thinking about just taking off at this point, but finally they come out. i wait some more for the cashier to process some guy's returned item, and them finally go to check out. i hand her my check card. she says could i see a driver's license? i say sure, but it's got a different name than the credit card. she says do you have any id with the same name? i say my other atm card, my sears card, my old business cards, nothing with a picture. she says i've gotta ask my manager. the manager comes out, i explain the deal, he says i'd like you to pay for it another way, i'm weary of accepting yr credit card if you can't prove that it's really you. i say fine, just cancel the whole deal, i'll shop somewhere that will accept my card. and so i'm still sitting on the floor. i did go over to the radio shack in the same plaza and buy a couple of patch cables and a microphone and stuff, and they took my card no problem.
went out to eat with gale and sam tonight. not a bad meal, but i've had better. i'm still feeling terribly guilty about having more or less given up on see on the inside. they both still seem very enthusiastic. the whole duality of the thing really almost makes me feel sick. and my allergies aren't helping on that front.
after getting back i tried to log onto turnip, and got no response. bad sign. i managed to get ahold of bryan at discovernet, and he swung by the office to hit the restart button. that's really cool. it would have sucked to have the machine down all night. i'm in the process of trying to figure out the cause of the crash now.
and tomorrow, more configuring, creating, or procrastinating.
now that the new servers are online, i've been hit with the wave of creativity that i've been waiting for. i know that in a way it's just a form of procrastination (and this way no matter which i do, i'm procrastinating the other) but it's nice to feel creative no matter where it comes from.
tried to buy a desk today. i'm tired of sitting on the floor. and if i'm gonna be working full-time over the next couple of weeks, this is just not healthy posture. so i drove out to office-max. spent a good long while looking at all the desks, doing the whole price/quality comparison, talking myself into spending the money, and finally picked one out. then i spent a slightly shorter process with the chairs. i take the little item ticket things up to the checkout, they send to the storeroom for them. it takes forever, i'm thinking about just taking off at this point, but finally they come out. i wait some more for the cashier to process some guy's returned item, and them finally go to check out. i hand her my check card. she says could i see a driver's license? i say sure, but it's got a different name than the credit card. she says do you have any id with the same name? i say my other atm card, my sears card, my old business cards, nothing with a picture. she says i've gotta ask my manager. the manager comes out, i explain the deal, he says i'd like you to pay for it another way, i'm weary of accepting yr credit card if you can't prove that it's really you. i say fine, just cancel the whole deal, i'll shop somewhere that will accept my card. and so i'm still sitting on the floor. i did go over to the radio shack in the same plaza and buy a couple of patch cables and a microphone and stuff, and they took my card no problem.
went out to eat with gale and sam tonight. not a bad meal, but i've had better. i'm still feeling terribly guilty about having more or less given up on see on the inside. they both still seem very enthusiastic. the whole duality of the thing really almost makes me feel sick. and my allergies aren't helping on that front.
after getting back i tried to log onto turnip, and got no response. bad sign. i managed to get ahold of bryan at discovernet, and he swung by the office to hit the restart button. that's really cool. it would have sucked to have the machine down all night. i'm in the process of trying to figure out the cause of the crash now.
and tomorrow, more configuring, creating, or procrastinating.