Hot Hot Heat

Jun 09, 2005 08:06

Holy Havana! It was 105 degrees in my office this morning. The air conditioning is obviously not making it to this room, which is a horribly bad thing because overheated servers become shutdown serves, and shutdown servers mean no network. A very bad thing to happen when the CG is away. I’d hate to be faced with the dilemma of a crashed server.

Getting home last night was a mini-nightmare. Takes me ten/fifteen minutes to get here in the morning and an hour to get home. I forgot how much I hate driving. Hopefully today will be a little more merciful. I don’t know if there’s another Cubs game or not, but I was in at 6:30 and have to work late tomorrow night so I am planning on an early exit today.

I got home, had pizza for dinner and watched one of my favorite Voyager episodes. My apartment was horrendously muggy and hot. I hope when they finally get the walls up on the new building next door it creates the same wind tunnel affect the old building did. I need some airflow and the fans I have are not working well enough. I decided a little while later I was in the need of some bad cinema so I popped in ’Van Helsing’. It’s really not a horrible movie if you forget you had any expectations at all. Though I can never forgive how bad their version of Mr. Hyde is. It’s so bad it’s unforgivable.

By 7:30 or so, I was out like a light. I am so tired at night lately. It’s different than before when I used to be lethargic all the time. I am not tired all the time anymore... but at night, maybe because I wake up so early, I am just ready for bed by 8:00. So I passed out till 10:30 then couldn’t get back to sleep again till almost midnight. I had to be up early today to get in here and deal with that printer move before people showed up and started to need the use of it. It went mostly well except the printer is not residing on the regular server like it’s supposed to, it’s on some other printer server that I am not sure is real or virtual. But, it works... knock on wood.

I helped this one quiet guy this morning because his display wasn’t working. Real simple task seeing as his computer was just in a sleep mode. But, he thought I was a skilled genius, ”thank goodness we have someone here that knows what they are doing.” Riiiight...I know how to power a machine off and on. Genius!

I pray today is as quiet and drama free as possible. I am not in the mood and I have a lot of shit to do tomorrow so I want a minimum of fuss today.

I haven’t been reading at all lately which has bugged me. Even on the El I just haven’t been in the mood. Aside from the books I’ve bought and not even picked up yet I only read halfway through ’The Town & The City’ and a quarter through ’Big Sur’. Since yesterday I’ve been in the mood for Kerouac. I think of all the writers I compare myself and my personality to, Keroauc would be my closest brother. I feel for his craziness.

Yesterday afternoon I had a Fuji apple for the first time. I’d seen them at Whole Foods for weeks, but they were the most expensive of all the apples there I think. Something like $1.70 a pound. But hot damn... it was by far the best apple I’ve ever tasted in my life. They are so sweet and juicy. Like Nature’s candy. I didn’t know something natural could be so sweet. I only bought two because I didn’t know if I’d like them... now I’ll have to make another trip to the store. By far and seriously one of the most amazing things I’ve ever put in my mouth.. food or otherwise.

Going to try to maintain the every-other-day thing again and go for a run tonight. They are saying thunderstorms and higher humidity than we’ve already had. Not liking the sounds of that. One of the factors that really made Tuesday so rough: the heavy air. I’d benefit so much more from morning runs, But, when I am up early, I just want to get here... early in, early out. Just my mentality on it.

My weight right now is still consistent and about 169/170... though the other night I was only 167. My thighs have always been ripped but lately they are even more so. My calves, need some work there (bawk bawk ba-gawk). My midsection is still soft and unappealing. My chest seems bigger. My arms.. still slender, tragic reeds.

That’s like my major physical gripe... My arms. I’ve got broad shoulders and an unfortunately wide torso, but my arms are skinny. It doesn’t look proportionate to me. Hence, I am ugly. Still don’t know what my ass looks like when I walk. Meant to investigate that.

Lia called me yesterday. In typical fashion she immediately yammered on about how she couldn’t believe I hadn’t called her yet. Yea... I doubt we’ll be good friends. She brought it up about ten times. I guess when they let her go, they didn’t even give her a reason. And claimed they didn’t have to. The payroll beyotch told her to call the HR Woman this past Monday, which Lia did and I guess she got the same B.S. run-around. So she told the HR Woman she thought she was a poor manager and horrible at her job, which explains why the HR Woman looked like she’d been crying and came in here trying to justify everything, sounding so guilty and weak. Going on and on about how ”horrible” she felt with how things happened.

Lia’s already got that other job so it was no big trauma. She told me about the glorious feeling of freedom she got walking out of here for the last time, and I envied her just then. Supposedly, the accounting guy in charge of this PeopleSoft project just gave his notice too. Everyone is jumping ship.

playpen, books, kerouac, commute, movie, health

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