Well *that* was annoying.

I came into work today and couldn't get on the internet. This is a big problem, since I use the internet extensively in doing my job. Not to mention I couldn't chex my e-mail or LJ. :P I called the IT gal, and she came over and tried to fix it-- but of course it didn't work. Something was wrong with our name server, apparently. Anyway, it's fixed now, but it took an hour or so. Gah.

The workshop is moving along swimmingly, and without me. My usefulness has been served, and I'm back to my old job. Although we're really just doing work for the sake of keeping busy, since what we're doing is going to change radically once this workshop is completed. Makes me feel rather superfluous, although starting next week I'll have PLENTY to do. Especially as they want to get all the changes entered into the database by Wahleecon. Yes, folks, June 4 is the deadline. Which means I may be working overtime in the days leading up to Wahleecon so I can have the stoopid thing finished and take the time off I need. Gah.

For those of you who don't know what in the heck my icon means, it's a bad translation of a quote from a German article with JKR. We had high hopes that it contained a particularly shippy quote, but alas! It was not to be. This phrase struck our collective fancy, though. You may be seeing it around.

Disappointment over the lack of quotage made me act on something last night that has been swimming around in my subconcious for a bit-- an idea for a fluffly H/G ficlet. It'll be a bit bigger than a drabble, a bit shorter than an actual fic when it's done. And yes, redwood7, I know, I know. I've been too tired to work on the Essay or Albus anyway. But I *have* been re-reading OotP. And I should finish this ficlet tonight. So no worries.

So look for that in the near future.

BAX to WORX. *sigh*

Well *that* was annoying.

I came into work today and couldn't get on the internet. This is a big problem, since I use the internet extensively in doing my job. Not to mention I couldn't chex my e-mail or LJ. :P I called the IT gal, and she came over and tried to fix it-- but of course it didn't work. Something was wrong with our name server, apparently. Anyway, it's fixed now, but it took an hour or so. Gah.

The workshop is moving along swimmingly, and without me. My usefulness has been served, and I'm back to my old job. Although we're really just doing work for the sake of keeping busy, since what we're doing is going to change radically once this workshop is completed. Makes me feel rather superfluous, although starting next week I'll have PLENTY to do. Especially as they want to get all the changes entered into the database by Wahleecon. Yes, folks, June 4 is the deadline. Which means I may be working overtime in the days leading up to Wahleecon so I can have the stoopid thing finished and take the time off I need. Gah.

For those of you who don't know what in the heck my icon means, it's a bad translation of a quote from a German article with JKR. We had high hopes that it contained a particularly shippy quote, but alas! It was not to be. This phrase struck our collective fancy, though. You may be seeing it around.

Disappointment over the lack of quotage made me act on something last night that has been swimming around in my subconcious for a bit-- an idea for a fluffly H/G ficlet. It'll be a bit bigger than a drabble, a bit shorter than an actual fic when it's done. And yes, redwood7, I know, I know. I've been too tired to work on the Essay or Albus anyway. But I *have* been re-reading OotP. And I should finish this ficlet tonight. So no worries.

So look for that in the near future.

BAX to WORX. *sigh*

Well *that* was annoying.

I came into work today and couldn't get on the internet. This is a big problem, since I use the internet extensively in doing my job. Not to mention I couldn't chex my e-mail or LJ. :P I called the IT gal, and she came over and tried to fix it-- but of course it didn't work. Something was wrong with our name server, apparently. Anyway, it's fixed now, but it took an hour or so. Gah.

The workshop is moving along swimmingly, and without me. My usefulness has been served, and I'm back to my old job. Although we're really just doing work for the sake of keeping busy, since what we're doing is going to change radically once this workshop is completed. Makes me feel rather superfluous, although starting next week I'll have PLENTY to do. Especially as they want to get all the changes entered into the database by Wahleecon. Yes, folks, June 4 is the deadline. Which means I may be working overtime in the days leading up to Wahleecon so I can have the stoopid thing finished and take the time off I need. Gah.

For those of you who don't know what in the heck my icon means, it's a bad translation of a quote from a German article with JKR. We had high hopes that it contained a particularly shippy quote, but alas! It was not to be. This phrase struck our collective fancy, though. You may be seeing it around.

Disappointment over the lack of quotage made me act on something last night that has been swimming around in my subconcious for a bit-- an idea for a fluffly H/G ficlet. It'll be a bit bigger than a drabble, a bit shorter than an actual fic when it's done. And yes, redwood7, I know, I know. I've been too tired to work on the Essay or Albus anyway. But I *have* been re-reading OotP. And I should finish this ficlet tonight. So no worries.

So look for that in the near future.

BAX to WORX. *sigh*