Sunday was tedious.Entertaining (as games are meant to be) but tedious. My "cold" has lingered as a rather unhealthy sounding cough. I may just break down and make a visit to a doctor at some point. Just to let him or her have a listen to my chest... make certain I don't have bronchitis or some similarly annoying manifestation of physical ( Read more... )

Nothing to report.

Existence droning on. Business as usual.

I fix bugs, I submit patches, and I play foosball. Together, T. and I defeated the boss. He did not expect my vibrating palm style. My five man defense spits in the face of my victims. I stuffed him twice, scored more than that ( Read more... )

The remedy for what's ailing ya - denial ( Read more... )

Same old, same old.

Beyond some flirtatious IM highjinks with a QA tester, nothing of note happened today. G. is returning tomorrow to supposedly set everything right. What he can't do is make my stack of new beta bugs disappear.

I nearly lost my mind trying to process the communication between two co-workers and myself.

Translation error. ( Read more... )

I managed to get little or nothing done today (at work ( Read more... )

I'm sweating. That goddamned foosball game. I get called out of my office while trying to finish my lunch and asked to participate in a doubles competition. I, of course, chose D.'s side - while it means I hardly played a role in our victory, it also means victory ( Read more... )

I finally broke down and wrote him email today.

It reads like the scatter-brained ramblings of someone in desperate need of someone else to talk to.

That might be accurate.

It's hard to fucking believe that there was a time when we'd talk via phone nearly everyday and he'd keep me up all night. Admittedly, a lot of it was him whining about his ( Read more... )