Monday, Oct. 30, 2006
The Ayes Have It Crossed
I'll try not to whine at you tonight. In reality it wasn't a bad day today, just an extremely busy one. My lunch hour was filled with phone calls to prospective web clients, which was a good thing, even if it did make for a very short lunch. Then again, if I took more short lunches maybe I wouldn't eat as much. (If I keep telling myself that, maybe someday I'll believe me.)
I'm tired tonight and still haven't done a blessed thing on drawing pain-in-the-ass-client's critter/mascot. I know what I want to draw, can even see him in my mind's eye, but translating that to paper is another issue altogether. It doesn't help to be functionally unconscious while seated in front of a computer screen.
I'm currently not overly thrilled with our parent hosting service. I need a technical answer on our specs so we can provide it to our high-profile web inquirer, but the help forum kept rejecting my password, my request to have it emailed to me resulted in exactly NOTHING, and it wouldn't allow me to register a new name without requiring me to enter an access code emailed to me. Only I never got that email either. Yeesh.
I'm sure tomorrow sometime I'll get all of the above in a glut of emails, all of them saying more or less, "Cool your heels, Skipper, I'm gettin' to it, already!"
Actually in spite of my frustration, this bunch is generally pretty decent about getting back to you, particularly if you're just asking a simple question (which this is.) I just hope our prospective client is patient. I'd hoped to get the specs and other information to him before now, darn it.
Ack... Considering that my eyes are crossing about now, I guess I'd better sign off and do the drawing I was supposed to do a while ago. Cross your fingers.
Or your eyes.
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 - )