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Where's me?
I've been super duper busy this week. It's report card season for many of Wake County's elementary schools, which means "ooooops, we didn't see this issue with the electronic report cards but it needs to be fixed RIGHT NOW!" is in my inbox, like, constantly. So I'm an SQL script writin' foo. Foo, I tell you. If you see me on AIM (which you probably won't, as I'm on for work, but all invisible like) feel free to drop me an encouraging "you go girl, fix dem bugs" kind of word. I fear I might not be terribly responsive though.
Who's me?
Good question. Still working on it. I'll get back to you.
How's me?
Ah, an easier one! Though busy and a little stressed and, uh, things, I'm doing ok. I haven't been paying a lick of attention (how much is a lick, anyway, and does it relate at all to how many licks it takes to get to the center of some hard candies?) to the news, I've been exploring a new character in my head (insert refrain from cranberries song -here-), and I'm feeling rather surprisingly positive these days. Must be spring in the air. Mmmm spring. Tasty. Being somewhat isolated from the world here in the Cislyn-cave doesn't actually make for a very interesting me, though. Well, I mean, I'm happy enough with it, but I don't have much to say to the outside world other than "Hi, I'm doin' ok. You doin' ok? Good, glad to hear that. I'm real glad to hear you're doin' ok." One of these days the neat stuff in my head is going to consistently make it to a format where other people can enjoy it, and that'll be something cool. Until such time, though, uh, I aplogize for being moderately dull.
Maybe I'll come up with a suitably goofy poll or something to make up for it. Everybody loves shiny buttons to click, yes?
I've been super duper busy this week. It's report card season for many of Wake County's elementary schools, which means "ooooops, we didn't see this issue with the electronic report cards but it needs to be fixed RIGHT NOW!" is in my inbox, like, constantly. So I'm an SQL script writin' foo. Foo, I tell you. If you see me on AIM (which you probably won't, as I'm on for work, but all invisible like) feel free to drop me an encouraging "you go girl, fix dem bugs" kind of word. I fear I might not be terribly responsive though.
Who's me?
Good question. Still working on it. I'll get back to you.
How's me?
Ah, an easier one! Though busy and a little stressed and, uh, things, I'm doing ok. I haven't been paying a lick of attention (how much is a lick, anyway, and does it relate at all to how many licks it takes to get to the center of some hard candies?) to the news, I've been exploring a new character in my head (insert refrain from cranberries song -here-), and I'm feeling rather surprisingly positive these days. Must be spring in the air. Mmmm spring. Tasty. Being somewhat isolated from the world here in the Cislyn-cave doesn't actually make for a very interesting me, though. Well, I mean, I'm happy enough with it, but I don't have much to say to the outside world other than "Hi, I'm doin' ok. You doin' ok? Good, glad to hear that. I'm real glad to hear you're doin' ok." One of these days the neat stuff in my head is going to consistently make it to a format where other people can enjoy it, and that'll be something cool. Until such time, though, uh, I aplogize for being moderately dull.
Maybe I'll come up with a suitably goofy poll or something to make up for it. Everybody loves shiny buttons to click, yes?
