What follows is probably mostly whinging and self-pity. But it’s my journal, and I get to use it for stuff like that sometimes.
Day: May 8, 2008
Weekend started out lousy, got better, then got much worse.
Friday night, WoW date with catalana was scuttled by Internet troubles. Spent some time with Comcast on the phone, then they were going to send out a technician on Sunday. Bah. Borrowed a cup of wireless from a neighbor, which was good enough to surf, but not to do anything that required long sustained connections like WoW or ssh.
Saturday, went to the library book sale, and scored a lot of fun books (including a 1974 “Encyclopedia of Love and Sex” that should be worth at least a few giggles) and an eclectic stack of CDs. From there, got a call from Comcast that they’d found and fixed the Internet problem (which was a neighborhood outage and not specific to my apartment. Went to a housewarming party a friend was having, where we gathered quite a few more books from a recent warehouse clearing.
During the party, got a call from a co-worker that we had a server down and she was going to investigate it. Called various up-line people to inform them, but figured she had it under control. She checked it at various times…but was working close with the vendor support staff to try and recover.
Came home and had my online date that had been canceled the previous night. Much fun had. Then…
Another call from co-worker. Things still going badly, needing me to come pick up for her, as she’s been on this for over fourteen hours and is getting cross-eyed. I ended up working 32 of the next 48 hours.
So the bookends of the weekend weren’t very good, but the middle was lovely.