10 pm:
BF - you've worked really hard all week unpacking and moving stuff in. since I'm off tomorrow, you should sleep in; I'll run out, pickup breakfast and coffee, and take care of all the housework.
12 pm:
BF - zzzzzzz
Im still fucking hammered. Disregard my posts for the next few hours.
I found a SQL injection exploit in code that I wrote over 10 years ago that is still live. Turned into a full blown security audit and fix of lot of other code, which cut into my gaming time.
Certified mail time? *shrug*my old company's HR department refuses to respond to my emails or return my phone calls (I get insta-transferred to voicemail by the receptionist) about offboarding questions.
is it really so much to ask to know: a) how long my medical coverage is good for in case anything happens in my week and a half gap between jobs, and b) who I need to talk with to roll over my 401K?
microwave beeps incessantly if you don't open the door immediately. yes, i know that salisbury steak is in there, i just put it in there 3 minutes ago.
That's creative job security. Hack your own systems, then show the bosses how well you handled it :^D
It's daytime so I have to watch the censored version of a movie -- very distracting because I recently saw it at night with f*ck every other sentence.
The copy/scan/print machine is set to log out users after ten seconds of inactivitiy. 10 seconds. Scan job, remove from tray, walk to table, pickup next scan job, return to machine, and F$#%^. Not a happy panda.