Man… what a Friday. By now it’s very early Saturday morning, but I’m really sick and can’t sleep. Not really sick, but sick enough that I can’t sleep.
Today (yesterday) has been one of the most amusing Friday’s of all time. It’s a long weekend here in Canada this weekend, and it just so happened that every department boss was away from work today. And it just so happened that today was our scheduled “The Union” Elimination day. So at any given moment at work today you could have seen the tall and short chasing each other relentlessly across parking lots, jumping fences, or even running inside offices.
The rules of the game stated that you could only be shot outside, or in the main auditorium. Being a maintenance man, I had to work outside today. I was possibly the only person who did not have a choice about being outside. I was removed from the game in some 20 minutes. That however made me a free-agent (in my mind) so I went on raids into people’s offices, soaking them, especially in the crotchal area.
Throughout the day they also dropped in a couple of spot prizes, in order to get people outside. “The Union” leader would send out e-mails to the staff, saying something like “Hotdog stand” and the first person there would receive a prize. Well, being a maintenance man, I don’t have a computer. So it comes as quite a miracle that I managed to win one. I was sitting in Mel’s office, and she made the foolish mistake of reading the e-mail outloud. Last mistake she made that day.
There’s more, but you can read it here. And here. And here.
Today was also my brother Elliot, and my Grandad Bryan’s birthdays. Nana and Papa happen to be here right now, so it was a fun evening spent at Tucker’s Marketplace (used to be called Mother Tuckers, hahahah, foolish).
I formatted the computer in my bedroom yesterday. It’s a P2 (I think) 333, with 240 MB of RAM. I was running Windows 2k on it before.
For a change, I decided to install Windows NT 4. I’ve never spent a lot of time on NT, and I’ve discovered that that’s not such a bad thing.
Listed here are the apparent problems with using Windows NT, at this point in time.
- It ships with IE 3. Or maybe even 2. Either way, it’s so pitiful, that while it did detect my ICS automatically, it could only load certain websites. Luckily though, it can handle 6.1 quite fine.
- It has no (or no obvious) USB support. My nice sound card and webcam do not work.
- It supports DirectX only up to version 3 (as far as I can tell. It doesn’t support 6 for sure.)
- Won’t support Windows Media Player…. 7! I didn’t bother going any further back than that.
- I can’t find a hardware device manager. That comes in handy all the time.
I think it’s time for 98. Or maybe 2k again.
The title of a record of mine that I’m listening to right now.
Anyway, my grandparents arrived last night from New Zealand. They’ll be staying for a month, so we’re all quite excited and glad to have them here. I haven’t seen them in almost 2 years.
I’m hoping to see The Bourne Supremacy tonight.
CBC News: Sgro rapped for stand on church sanctuaries
I’ll dream a bigger dream for, a bigger dream for, today.
Trying to anyway. Right now I’m getting ready to dream some sleepy dreams. Just got in from work, almost 2am. Last of another conference. The Party is Here. Or the Puddy is Here, as some were inclined to joke.
What an exhausting night.
Made worse by the fact that I was looking forward to seeing Maija, but she could not make it. She faithfully left a message on my work phone to let me know, but my bastard phone couldn’t extend the same kindness to let me know that a message had arrived. So only when I called her myself, wondering where she was, did I find out the truth. Then I checked my phone manually, still “0 Messages,” only after I dialed up the silly thing did it actually give me two messages in fact. Trust me, it was all I could do not to through the phone at the floor with great gusto. Not even kidding.
Anyway, it’s been a decent conference. It’s been rather boring though, with not much work to do, which taxes the brain and body eventually. But, what can you do? Read! I started reading a biography of Sir John Gielgud - very famous British actor – which Dad bought me for my birthday. It’s odd not having him sleep here (Dad, not Monsieur Gielgud). Cause I know he’s around, and not away on some trip… but at the same time, he’s not here. It’s strange. Just plain odd, that’s all.
Anyway, my eyes and feet and buttocks and everything else hurt. I’m going to sleep. Goodnight.
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