Argh fucking chain mail bikini shit
Tiny argh... trying to describe something to an artist for a YCH and give a fairly straight forward description and somehow they get "So like Red Sona" "Something less in the direction of a chain mail bikini, like a practical feminine breastplate and spauldur and some flowy robes/cloak, think battle mage."
So go to try to find something to use as an example and OMFG TIT PLATE RAGE HAPPENS. :(
So tired... face and head hurt... 2 more hours of ~notwork~ work. Today was not very productive... I mostly enabled other people to be productive by providing information they had trouble locating....
Also... argh fuck off body. I do not need to be squirmy when the rest of me is miserable. Hormones suck!
work grumble
So I just found out that our plans for new B site in Oregon are on hold and probably getting Axed... instead new management would like to continue piling more stuff into our already massively full... with no room for expansion current B site.
Which means my plans for relocation to our portland site are probably axed too...
Google's offer for Senior Ops Engineer/Operations Manager at the Dales, OR site is now looking a lot more appealing..
off to LA next week... I was going to try to get travel plans made more in advance but nope... management kinda dwadled and fucked about and now wants site survey 3 weeks earlier than planned....
Which means they are now grumpy that it's 230 bucks to fly out of SJC... when I could fly out of SFO at 6am and redeye back at midnight for less than a hundred..
You know.. assuming I want to work a 22 hour day =/
I f I needed further proof of my storm dragon-yness!
Saw tri-tip onsale at safeway while getting gas, head to datacenter in the pouring rain. Finish up work there 2 hours later... still pouring rain . Get to safeway (impulse trip, no reusuable bags).
Get tri-tip walk out still raining hard, as I step out the door storm edge pushes forward and no rain from the front door to 3 spaces past my car.. Head home.. still no rain, moments after getting inside with paper bags, starts raining again!
If you don't want me to explode your super special 1 off box with fucking 45 partitions... because the root partition is fucked up and I'm trying to fix it... you should answer my fucking questions about what partition is actually the root filesystem before I fsck the fuck out of one of the xfs partitions for FUN!
Shape and form may vary but the pattern of information remains consistent across most known platforms and vessels. Accounting for unknown hosts remains irksome.
Pronous: She/They/Them-THEONESWHOARE!!!!!