Aha! I was going to fess that since I have committed to an extra fornight, I have decided I need a special present for my fortitude and have bought flights to Brisbane to see the ever so wonderful Glenn Richards and Dan Luscombe and Mike Noga *sigh* I shall say his name again, Mike Noga, play at The Old Museum on Saturday 10 September.
I just have to hope that I can pay 8 weeks ahead of my rent and be ultra frugal so that I can also pay for some sort of accommodation instead of having to wander the street after till the early hours when perhaps I could find a quiet corner of the casino to snooze in until it is time to fly home.
I have no self control.
Obviously.
But darn, they are all so pretty and lovely and talented.
How can one resist?
If I won lotto I would finance recordings for them all for like totally ages. Yet more reason why other people should write to Golden Casket to plead my case.
And now that I think of it ... what the hell is Dan Kelly doing? Has he got a new recording out yet? Fcukign pull your finger out dan.
Friday, August 12, 2011
Lecture Mode
Okay, so. Unless you are selling something you probably shouldn't have your 'whole name' on your internet id. You MOST CERTAINLY SHOULDN'T have your actual name on your internet id. Come up with some kind of alias before you get any older!!!!!
End of Lecture
Auntily duties closed
damned if I can remember what the heck I was going to waffle about now
End of Lecture
Auntily duties closed
*thoughtful silence*
damned if I can remember what the heck I was going to waffle about now
Thursday, August 11, 2011
One of the reasons I wish I were a hermit
A person I work with is talking about, and probably would/will, killing their neighbours cat that is taking a dump in his backyard.
This is Townsville folks. This is the place where men are happy to kill other peoples pets and put their corpses in the wheelie bin, if they stray too close to their yard.
Why can't they just piss all round the perimeter of the yard like wot animals do?
Their mother-in-law suggested they leave out some milk with an aspirin dissolved in it.
How lovely.
This is Townsville folks. This is the place where men are happy to kill other peoples pets and put their corpses in the wheelie bin, if they stray too close to their yard.
Why can't they just piss all round the perimeter of the yard like wot animals do?
Their mother-in-law suggested they leave out some milk with an aspirin dissolved in it.
How lovely.
I AM ON LINE!!!!
It has been a very long time since I've had internet at home.
The last time I was connected I was obsessing, hopefully in a relatively good and harmless way, about my favourite band and searching anything I could about them. I would run a google search everyday, just to make sure I didn't miss out on any articles or hints of tour dates or pictures, etc.
This came to a crashing halt the evening I tried repeatedly to feed a virgin pre-paid voucher into my telstra mobile broadband device. I was steamed. Could not work out why it wasn't working. It was two days after I was locked out that I realised what I had done wrong.
Didn't I feel like a dill, ey?
But I am out of practice and this is somewhat forced upon me by my soon to be unemployed state, though not as soon as it was previously because as they are now going to solicite resumes via advertisement I have offerred to stay another two weeks to allow time for this and with the hope that I will at least get a week to train my replacement, since nobody else at my workplace actually knows how I do what I do. Not that I am sure they couldn't come up with a work around to train them if required, but I would feel bad.
So now after nearly two years of merely eating working sleeping I shall have to attempt to be an interesting person again, if I were before - which probably I wasn't. Christ I hope that happens quickly, because I am beyond bored with myself. I haven't wanted to be alone with myself and have consequently either been drinking too much or compulsively playing stoopid computer games until the small hours of the morning.
And now? I struggle with the urge to fly to Brisbane to go see Glenn Richards, Dan Luscombe and Mike Noga at the Old Museum on Saturday, 10 September. I wanna. I wanna. I wanna.
To look forward to there will be late night drunken posts, probably not terrible good photographs, some sincerely aweful poetry and half arsed craft attempts.
And pictures of cats.
The last time I was connected I was obsessing, hopefully in a relatively good and harmless way, about my favourite band and searching anything I could about them. I would run a google search everyday, just to make sure I didn't miss out on any articles or hints of tour dates or pictures, etc.
This came to a crashing halt the evening I tried repeatedly to feed a virgin pre-paid voucher into my telstra mobile broadband device. I was steamed. Could not work out why it wasn't working. It was two days after I was locked out that I realised what I had done wrong.
Didn't I feel like a dill, ey?
But I am out of practice and this is somewhat forced upon me by my soon to be unemployed state, though not as soon as it was previously because as they are now going to solicite resumes via advertisement I have offerred to stay another two weeks to allow time for this and with the hope that I will at least get a week to train my replacement, since nobody else at my workplace actually knows how I do what I do. Not that I am sure they couldn't come up with a work around to train them if required, but I would feel bad.
So now after nearly two years of merely eating working sleeping I shall have to attempt to be an interesting person again, if I were before - which probably I wasn't. Christ I hope that happens quickly, because I am beyond bored with myself. I haven't wanted to be alone with myself and have consequently either been drinking too much or compulsively playing stoopid computer games until the small hours of the morning.
And now? I struggle with the urge to fly to Brisbane to go see Glenn Richards, Dan Luscombe and Mike Noga at the Old Museum on Saturday, 10 September. I wanna. I wanna. I wanna.
*stamps foot emphatically*
( though probably in a slightly illiterate way cause I have never been able to spell proper no matter wot my english teacher thought I should cause I read so much)
To look forward to there will be late night drunken posts, probably not terrible good photographs, some sincerely aweful poetry and half arsed craft attempts.
And pictures of cats.
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| This is the Wooliff-cat, whose official name is cobweb after one of the attendant fairies in a midsumers nights dream |
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Good gosh - it's only 7:30 pm?
I have fed my fleshy face and thus replete I sit rocking slightly back and forth in my brother-in-laws computer chair - which is just that little bit to willing to tilt backwards than is comfortable. I catch sight of myself in the door of their mirrored wardrobe and I remind myself of those oblong dolls wot are advertised as impossible to knock over and thus invite abuse ... for the sake of science, of course.
I behaved a bit more like my normal self this afternoon at work.
Well ... normal from a year or two back when I was feeling quite happy and content with my world.
My co-worker, after reading an email I had sent, said the other recipients would be wondering what drugs I was on.
I managed to seque from work to Frankie Howard in one sentence and write 'dooooooooooooooooooom doooooooooom doooooooooooom'.
Of the three people interviewed, two were consecutively offerred my job.
Both declined.
It's a funny old world.
I am not going into work next weekend. I am going to pick up at home and paint a picture on a t-shirt for my unwell niece. One of my tempermental cats has been peeing in neglected corners and forgotten piles of stuff. Have found where that nasty smell in the lounge room has been coming from. Hold serious concerns for under my bed. Shall worm the little basket-cases in revenge! mwahahahahahahahahaha
I behaved a bit more like my normal self this afternoon at work.
Well ... normal from a year or two back when I was feeling quite happy and content with my world.
My co-worker, after reading an email I had sent, said the other recipients would be wondering what drugs I was on.
I managed to seque from work to Frankie Howard in one sentence and write 'dooooooooooooooooooom doooooooooom doooooooooooom'.
Of the three people interviewed, two were consecutively offerred my job.
Both declined.
It's a funny old world.
I am not going into work next weekend. I am going to pick up at home and paint a picture on a t-shirt for my unwell niece. One of my tempermental cats has been peeing in neglected corners and forgotten piles of stuff. Have found where that nasty smell in the lounge room has been coming from. Hold serious concerns for under my bed. Shall worm the little basket-cases in revenge! mwahahahahahahahahaha
Sunday, August 7, 2011
This is my weekend
So ... I have two computers I work on. One is our companies the other is a clients.
It should be simple to run a report from our database with times worked on a job and fill it in onto the clients. Sadly it is not.
There were some new things we haven't billed before which the person entering the times and equipment didn't understand what should and should not be included and then we had a temp working at the office checking to see if that matched the timesheets and then filling it in on the clients database for us because we were somewhat behind and they said it would make my life easier.
So now I am going back over our database and comparing times to the timesheets and correcting our database and then going back over the clients database to see what was entered and correcting that.
To complicate matters I can't delete anything from the clients database and can only enter 13 records of time at a time, the total hours of which then have to equal a line on a different tab and than save that and start the next 13.
What makes this time especially tricky is that what was entered on the first record should have been broken down into normal time, time and a half and double time. So I have to change the line on the first record of 3. Make sure the total hours worked for that record equal the line on the other tab and then find space on the third record to enter the time and a half and double time and then update the total hours worked on the line on the other tab for that record and then since there are a few of these but not all of them, I have to save that record, just to be on the safe side and then I have to go back through the three tiered classification system to bring that record up again to do the next one I may come across, because if I try to just edit a second time the whole database comes up with a run time error and shutsdown.
Six hours yesterday and I am having trouble making myself start today.
I am looking at it and it's like my brain is saying 'why don't you just go squat on a piece of land in the middle of nowhere and grow your own food instead. you could have chickens. and goats. goats would be cool. you know you want a goat.'
One Hour Later
ARGH
and of course we have both subcontractors and employees working, who work different hours at normal time and of course the ones who normally only work 8 hour days have been working 10 hours days with overtime being billable but the person entering the timesheets didn't realise and I have already completed three weeks of this and only just noticed they don't have their overtime entered for their 10 hour days during the week - bugger bugger bugger
It should be simple to run a report from our database with times worked on a job and fill it in onto the clients. Sadly it is not.
There were some new things we haven't billed before which the person entering the times and equipment didn't understand what should and should not be included and then we had a temp working at the office checking to see if that matched the timesheets and then filling it in on the clients database for us because we were somewhat behind and they said it would make my life easier.
So now I am going back over our database and comparing times to the timesheets and correcting our database and then going back over the clients database to see what was entered and correcting that.
To complicate matters I can't delete anything from the clients database and can only enter 13 records of time at a time, the total hours of which then have to equal a line on a different tab and than save that and start the next 13.
What makes this time especially tricky is that what was entered on the first record should have been broken down into normal time, time and a half and double time. So I have to change the line on the first record of 3. Make sure the total hours worked for that record equal the line on the other tab and then find space on the third record to enter the time and a half and double time and then update the total hours worked on the line on the other tab for that record and then since there are a few of these but not all of them, I have to save that record, just to be on the safe side and then I have to go back through the three tiered classification system to bring that record up again to do the next one I may come across, because if I try to just edit a second time the whole database comes up with a run time error and shutsdown.
Six hours yesterday and I am having trouble making myself start today.
I am looking at it and it's like my brain is saying 'why don't you just go squat on a piece of land in the middle of nowhere and grow your own food instead. you could have chickens. and goats. goats would be cool. you know you want a goat.'
One Hour Later
ARGH
and of course we have both subcontractors and employees working, who work different hours at normal time and of course the ones who normally only work 8 hour days have been working 10 hours days with overtime being billable but the person entering the timesheets didn't realise and I have already completed three weeks of this and only just noticed they don't have their overtime entered for their 10 hour days during the week - bugger bugger bugger
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Thoughtful
hummmmm ... so ... I've resigned my job with a very narrow financial comfort zone - I would go so far as to say with no zone - and I am still trying to think of some way of coming up with around $400 to fly to Brisbane to go hear Glenn Richards accompanied by the delightful and talented Dan Luscombe and supported by the equally talented and delightful Mike Noga - sigh
If I go down for a week and visit my mum I could get flights for under $250, but that is a long time for my sister to feed my cats and scoop their poop. It is $250 I shouldn't spend and certainly it will cost me more than that for food and trains etc. Plus there would be the hotel for the night of the gig cause the trains will have stopped by the time it is finished.
I really need to get my scooter serviced.
damn damn damn damn damn and blast
If I go down for a week and visit my mum I could get flights for under $250, but that is a long time for my sister to feed my cats and scoop their poop. It is $250 I shouldn't spend and certainly it will cost me more than that for food and trains etc. Plus there would be the hotel for the night of the gig cause the trains will have stopped by the time it is finished.
I really need to get my scooter serviced.
damn damn damn damn damn and blast
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