whinging
(I even used a title this time, so y'all could be appropriately warned. )
Back in the office today, although I got in and checked email to find that my boss had given me today off to recover from last week's trip. Not that I could've taken it anyway, because I have stuff that has to be done today. I have 560 new email messages in my inbox to slog through (of which 460 are new and need at least skimming, and at first glance at least 100 need me to actually pay attention to them), I have some scripts and templates that are due today that I worked on last week and promptly left sitting on my laptop (which is at home), I was up until roughly 3:30 this morning for some inexplicable reason, and I don't feel particularly well. Yay. It's certainly a very Monday sort of Monday so far. But hey, I've got a shiny new cellphone. That's something.
Heh. Someone in one of these 560 new messages decided to diss vi. I haven't had a good vi-vs.-anything else flamewar in a long while, so maybe there will be some entertainment today.
Back in the office today, although I got in and checked email to find that my boss had given me today off to recover from last week's trip. Not that I could've taken it anyway, because I have stuff that has to be done today. I have 560 new email messages in my inbox to slog through (of which 460 are new and need at least skimming, and at first glance at least 100 need me to actually pay attention to them), I have some scripts and templates that are due today that I worked on last week and promptly left sitting on my laptop (which is at home), I was up until roughly 3:30 this morning for some inexplicable reason, and I don't feel particularly well. Yay. It's certainly a very Monday sort of Monday so far. But hey, I've got a shiny new cellphone. That's something.
Heh. Someone in one of these 560 new messages decided to diss vi. I haven't had a good vi-vs.-anything else flamewar in a long while, so maybe there will be some entertainment today.