“This phone posting stuff could get addictive. It's terrible: I don't have to even /move/.
I feel like complete and utter CRAP. I have a headache that could kill a fleet of small puppies. I think I might have a fever, but I can't be bothered to find the, uh, thermometer.
I stayed home from work today, as a result. On the other hand, it's the most productive day I've had so far this week. Not that I've had many days so far this week. You know what I mean.
I got... I dealt with a sev2 ticket last night, another one or two today, and... and I've gotten a BUTTload of work done on the new intranet page, which I'm not even supposed to be working on, but I couldn't stand to pay attention to anything else; this doesn't require any real thought, it just requires writing a lot of nasty code to handle stuff that should be handled for me but isn't. It's really kinda cool, it'll be great when it's done, but it got to the point that I couldn't stand doing THAT anymore, so now I'm just hanging out on the couch. Waterworld is on, 'cause there's nothing else on. And I decided I should make a post, 'cause why the hell not? You can just listen to me ramble on about nothing in particular for a while. Buh.