Senses of Forboding

25-Apr-03

Three people in my life have indicated that they have a sense of impending disaster– like, soon. Something bad. They can’t necessarily put their fingers on it (one person attaches it to the economy, another to violence), but they feel something bad is coming. And in a big-picture kind of bad, not a small, personal-tragedy kind of bad.

Personally, I have a sense of something bad coming, but it’s far too rational (i.e., I have too many good reasons to believe in the Bad Things Coming) to be one of those precog hunches.

Anyone want to share their undefinable senses of impending disaster? Speak up now if you have such a sense and feel like bringing it to light– sometimes that can really help to place those things out as spoken/written things, rather than these ominous bad feelings just before the storm.

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My night alone

25-Apr-03

I’m all alone tomorrow night while John goes out throw a bachelor party for a friend.

So…. what’s a gal to do on a Saturday night all by herself?

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Car shopping

25-Apr-03

John and I were talking about cars this morning. I want my next car to be a Prius. Every time I see one, I say “Ooooo” and it’s getting to be quite hazardous as I ignore all other traffic to get a second look. I’ve never felt this way about a car before….

The nearest competitor is a Honda, either the Civic-Hybrid or the Insight. The Insight is a 2-door, which is an absolute “No Way” in my book. I hate 2-door cars. The fuel cell cars won’t be available for a while yet, I understand– if at all, with the way industry tries to rape our emissions laws. The Civic-Hybrid looks…. just like a Civic. I don’t catch myself drooling when I see one drive by, you know. Also…. any car where the dealer site has a “Gold Exhaust Finisher” option….. I’m just not into that culture, sorry.

Of course, there’s a $2000 deduction for the first year the car goes into use, in addition to reducing my gas costs by 1/2 (yes– I get 20 miles/gallon now, and the Prius gets 41-52 miles/gallon).

Toyota just recently announced the 2004 Prius, which is re-engineered and has a slightly more high-tech engine. When John and I were talking about it this morning, he said I should wait for the 2004 to come out (not that I have a choice about it). So I went to the website to look at it. This is what I emailed to John:

The 2004 Prius is a f-ing hatchback. Ick– I’d rather have the 2003, thanks, despite the engine upgrade in the 2004, it’s still a hatchback. If I want a hatchback that can get 50 miles to the gallon, I’ll get a Geo Metro for

Now the only thing I’m dilemma’ing over is whether to go with the powder blue, because it’s all feminine, the more vibrant blue, or the dark green (which is a nice color for a car, and is similar to the color of John’s car).



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Discarded poems

24-Apr-03

I wrote four poems, all triolets, this week, as part of . I’m posting them here so that anyone who is even a little intimidated by any of my poetry can remember that I am really just a talentless hack.

Trek Triolet

I’m not a “Trekkie,”
Though it’s my pride and joy.
Still, the word does not convey me.
I am not a Trekkie.
A “Trekker,” perhaps, or just one who says “squeee!”
At sightings of Leonard Nimoy.
But I am not a Trekkie,
Though it is my pride and joy.

The kindness of strangers

Thank you, sir, for your regard.
I have always relied on strangers.
My reputation, not to be marred,
Thank you. Sir, for your regard,
I present to you, life is hard
And people are its greatest dangers.
Thank you, sir, for your regard.
I have always relied on strangers.

No smoking

No smoking here,
It’s bad for your health.
So whereve they serve beer
No smoking here.
A balanced budget’s a dream, we fear.
But smoking fines add to our wealth.
No smoking here;
It’s bad for your health.

LiveJournal Addiction

I constantly read my LiveJournal
Looking for something, always seeking.
Somthing I love in the community fraternal,
I constantly read my LiveJournal.
I can’t seem to get away from this infernal
Site with a friends page that can’t stop speaking.
I constantly read my LiveJournal,
Looking for something, always seeking.

And finally, the poem I did actually finish and enter in : Read the FAQ.

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DDR, Backpacker Dog, S2

24-Apr-03

I plaued DDR for about an hour tonight. Whew! I am soooo lame and a total newbie, but, who cares? I’m dancin’ solo, in my underwear, in the privacy of my own home!

Hammer’s backpack arrived today. It fits, but it’s a bit loose on him, which leads me to believe their sizing is a bit off for deep-chested, skinny greyhounds.

S2 custom styles are now do-able: http://www.livejournal.com/customize/advanced/ It’s totally beta and very very undocumented, so don’t ask even me for help, because I know nothing at this stage. I am, however, considering making a style for myself or someone in the near future. But not right now.

Work was a bitch today, bitch-slapping me around. I have until Friday to get work done for next week because I’m home next week (and yes, they do want me to finish all my pending projects before I go on “shutdown” without pay, thankyouverymuch).

I finished two release notes yesterday, only to have the software go through YET ANOTHER FUCKING REVISION this morning– requiring new release notes for the software. I swear, that fucking s/w developer does this EVERY DAMN TIME– changes shit up to the last second, then it breaks, then he changes and releases again to the last second, which breaks– because he never gives them time to test it!!!

I did finish a project that was a minor fact-fix to a document, but it’s a fact that really needed to be fixed (mis-stating the dimensions of a tool so that the customer doesn’t leave enough space for it– these tools are larger than your average commercial freezer).

I also almost-finished a document I’ve been working on for several weeks, and which I’m rather proud of. I was even printing it out in color (which I do when I’m about to send it to document control) when I realized that there’s a missing graphic that I need– which might screw up the page numbering and shit. So I stopped the printout (just on the page where the graphic’s missing, so at least I didn’t waste paper), and put it on hold until tomorrow when, hopefully, the engineer will give me the promised graphic.

Unfortunately, I’ll probably finish this document on Friday just before leaving for the week– and there’s a document that should release simultaneously that I just will not have time to finish before I go. SIGH. And that’s for the new dept. I’m shared with, which means the manager is enough of a bastard that he called in one of his engineers to work this week (during the engineer’s shutdown week, when he had marina reservations and his kid’s spring break and everything). And of course, the manager in question is in France this week– so he’s not even here to ask questions or get approvals anyway. I need to remind him that I have a passport and speak French– I’m sure there’s nothing he’s doing in France that I couldn’t do in his place (well, that’s not true, but I’d like to go to France). If he calls me at home to come in next week: No Hablo!

Hmmm…. and now I’m getting chilled again. This happened yesterday after DDR, as well. I ended up shivering so bad, I had to put on a sweatshirt and sweatpants to go to bed– and I wasnt’ feverish, my body temp had actually dropped. Anyone know if this is a common/known side effect of rigorous exercise in the evenings?

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