Work
I just had my annual performance review here at work, and apparently I'm still employed. It was just me and Vice-President of Getting Shit Done, as the Vice-President of Very Important Things is off on vacation. She went off without adjusting my salary as agreed, so I'm a little miffed. Now, yet another meeting must be scheduled so we can put that issue to rest, too. Which is great. I mean, who doesn't love meetings?
Also, the VP of GSD is pregnant, so while she's on mat leave a certain amount of her responsibilities will devolve to the VP of VIT, effectively making her my manager for a year. Seeing as we don't get on very well, that should prove to be...interesting.
The VP of VIT claims I am too "sassy."
If my salary issue isn't resolved to my satisfaction next week I promise you she'll see just how sassy I can really be.
Meanwhile, the President of the United States of Paycheques wandered into the studio this morning to check up on a project we've been putting together, only to wonder about the content. This is a strange thing to wonder about since I took him through the storyboard frame by frame before production began. Sometimes it can be hard to have a chat with your boss without saying something damagingly frank like, "Are you retarded?"
"It's great work," he said, "it's just not what I was expecting."
So now we have to start again. Oh, joy.
Word in the corridors is there's free pizza in the kitchen. Excuse me while I go to snag a slice.
Home
I remember when weekends were more relaxing than the week. This kind of differentiation is no longer possible. I have too many children.
Web
Can anyone recommend a decent webhost? Surfing the net has not helped -- consumers only review webhosts when they're pissed off, so going by the critiques it seems like every host sucks balls.
I'm looking for SSH access, control over sub-domains, and a bandwidth quota no lower than 500 GB/mo. I'm currently at Canada Web Hosting, and have been looking to move to 1&1 but I've been made nervous by some very negative reports.
Can anyone steer me in a better direction?
Writing
I'm putting out 12,000 words a week, continuously. Is it making me a better writer? I fucking hope so, because it's making me a very tired one.
I've collected the last year of output into an anthology entitled Hot Buttered Something: Collected Stories Volume I. If you enjoy my brand of imaginative and profane drivel, please consider picking up a copy. Buy six for your friends.
Today I hate everything I write. Some days are like that. I need a solid sleep before I can hit the keyboard again.
Driving
Did you read Slozo's diary? Seven fucking hour commute on Tuesday. I think I have post-traumatic stress syndrome now. Extra thanks go to Slozo for rescuing me when the Mini overheated just past midnight while it was -30 C outside.
Other
How's by you?
I just had my annual performance review here at work, and apparently I'm still employed. It was just me and Vice-President of Getting Shit Done, as the Vice-President of Very Important Things is off on vacation. She went off without adjusting my salary as agreed, so I'm a little miffed. Now, yet another meeting must be scheduled so we can put that issue to rest, too. Which is great. I mean, who doesn't love meetings?
Also, the VP of GSD is pregnant, so while she's on mat leave a certain amount of her responsibilities will devolve to the VP of VIT, effectively making her my manager for a year. Seeing as we don't get on very well, that should prove to be...interesting.
The VP of VIT claims I am too "sassy."
If my salary issue isn't resolved to my satisfaction next week I promise you she'll see just how sassy I can really be.
Meanwhile, the President of the United States of Paycheques wandered into the studio this morning to check up on a project we've been putting together, only to wonder about the content. This is a strange thing to wonder about since I took him through the storyboard frame by frame before production began. Sometimes it can be hard to have a chat with your boss without saying something damagingly frank like, "Are you retarded?"
"It's great work," he said, "it's just not what I was expecting."
So now we have to start again. Oh, joy.
Word in the corridors is there's free pizza in the kitchen. Excuse me while I go to snag a slice.
Home
I remember when weekends were more relaxing than the week. This kind of differentiation is no longer possible. I have too many children.
Web
Can anyone recommend a decent webhost? Surfing the net has not helped -- consumers only review webhosts when they're pissed off, so going by the critiques it seems like every host sucks balls.
I'm looking for SSH access, control over sub-domains, and a bandwidth quota no lower than 500 GB/mo. I'm currently at Canada Web Hosting, and have been looking to move to 1&1 but I've been made nervous by some very negative reports.
Can anyone steer me in a better direction?
Writing
I'm putting out 12,000 words a week, continuously. Is it making me a better writer? I fucking hope so, because it's making me a very tired one.
I've collected the last year of output into an anthology entitled Hot Buttered Something: Collected Stories Volume I. If you enjoy my brand of imaginative and profane drivel, please consider picking up a copy. Buy six for your friends.
Today I hate everything I write. Some days are like that. I need a solid sleep before I can hit the keyboard again.
Driving
Did you read Slozo's diary? Seven fucking hour commute on Tuesday. I think I have post-traumatic stress syndrome now. Extra thanks go to Slozo for rescuing me when the Mini overheated just past midnight while it was -30 C outside.
Other
How's by you?
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