work

Good Lord

~ Bon Steele ~ Leave a comment

Or yanno, His Flying Spaghetti-ness. Whatever works.

Results of my overnight scripts (2):

32 call fails
Numerous other errors which then caused a general “jesus christ, its spewing 80 kazillion lines of crap! Quick! Send out another error!!”
Which then caused fourteen crashes

And I get to write them ALL up to track ’em. Sometimes, my job is less test engineering and more data entry. Ah, well. I know what *I’ll* be doing for the rest of the morning.

Of course, I am totally stoked that I broke the new code so horrifically. It makes my lil SQA heart happy.

~ Bon Steele ~ 1 Comment

*whaps VE modeler on the top of its virtual head*
Work, damn you!

::sighs::

Work is going to be a stone bitch. I can tell.

not enough pastries to save them

~ Bon Steele ~ 2 Comments

Sometimes, I hate my lab-mates. They’re loud and obnoxious at 8 freaking AM. I know its uncharitable of me but I haven’t even had a full cup of coffee and they’re shouting and chortling at top volume. Could you please STFU, already? Its too early to be that damn boisterous.

*sigh* go-go gadget-earbuds!

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Pumpkin bread. Homemade pumpkin bread. Sitting next to me. It may well save their lives.

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On my commute to work this morning – I take Anderson Mill (two lane road, tons of construction) a couple of people had a head on collision in the middle of the road. Traffic was backed up in both directions as they were taking up two lanes. It looked pretty bad from what I could see but, I didn’t linger.

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Oh, ferfuckssakes…now they’re *whistling*. DOFabDIA*

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Note to self….yay, you mailed out the majority of the cards. NOW, you must wrap, box up and ship the prezzies & cookies for those what are getting them.

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*cranky*


*die on fire after being dipped in acid