Thursday, Sept. 28, 2006
Numb and Number
I should really be working, but it's always more fun to set things aside and wait until the last possible second, then pull a few all-nighters, knowing intuitively that once you get things done after the all-nighters, you'll spend many more all-nighters cleaning up everything you screwed up because you did it that way.
Deep breath, now.
The hosting service went tits-up today for several hours. I hate when that happens. I'm at work with my cell phone cheerfully buzzing and blinging and zinging its way through the day. I was on the phone a few times to MC, and to our customers - more than once I literally had a phone at both ears. Though not when I was driving, so I guess it could have been worse.
The servers are back up again, but that didn't stop customers from calling back. They weren't angry; they were simply asking about more work for us. Which will ultimately mean more money for us, so it's not all bad. Still, on a day when I'm in a world of hurt and want more than anything to just go home, drag my butt into bed and sleep for a month of Sundays, I don't want to hear about the exciting new ideas I'll have to translate from ideas into reality, all the while doing a few zillion other projects and, oh yeah, going about my new job.
If I could do JUST the web stuff, fine; however, we're still a long ways from that point.
And it's not like we're getting rich. Our web stuff pays sporadically at best and we still have associated expenses - like the need for high-speed Internet in a place where it's at a premium price. When you factor all of that into the picture, not sure but what we went in the hole this year!
Ack... it's getting late and I'd better sign off and get my happy butt back to work. I am dead tired but at least after downing a pain pill, I'm not hurting so bad, just kind of a dull ache.
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )