lance_sibley: (Strike)
I had another poor night at the bowling alley tonight: 138, 158, 164. That third game was my best game of the playoffs, and it was still six pins below my average. Pity, I'd started out so well (79 through the first four frames) but then got a couple of splits that killed my game.

Teamwise, we were 11th going into tonight - the top seven make the finals. We climbed to 9th place after the first game, but despite the fact that we overtook a team in each of the last two games, another team also overtook us in each, so we ended up finishing 9th.

Jamie was sick tonight - it sounded like a flu bug, from what he described - but fortunately there was someone there tonight who had filled in here and there throughout the season and so he was allowed to fill in for us.

In other news... I had to go up to Aurora today to pick up my last two paycheques and the formal letter that informed me of the layoff. It seems that they'd managed to get things sufficiently in order that their promise of keeping me on payroll until things were settled is no longer in effect. I should be getting a final severance payment in a week or so, along with my Record of Employment so that I can apply for Employment Insurance. (I was expecting to get that today, but apparently they have five calendar days to get it to me from today, so they're going to mail it to me. I was also expecting to have to sign something, but apparently having someone who doesn't own the company witness my being informed of the fact is legally sufficient. At least that's what my now-former boss said.)

The weird thing was that during the whole conversation, Zak never even peeked around the corner of the divider that separated our desks. I had to go around and get his attention to say good-bye. I don't know if he was just really uncomfortable with the whole thing (because who knows, he may be laid off soon too if things don't improve), or if he was being a jerk. I'll be charitable and assume that he was uncomfortable.

Tonight, at the bowling alley, Mario said that he was going to be playing golf tomorrow morning with someone he knows who is a good recruiter, so he said that he would mention my name and email me the guy's email address so that I can send him my resume.

I had a phone conversation earlier this week with a recruiter who was interested in putting me forward for management jobs based on my convention experience. I was skeptical, but I told him go ahead, send me the documentation about his company's services. The one thing that bothered me was that he said that they charge people - about $630 for the initial assessment, which is refundable under a certain set of circumstances, but if the candidate finds a job without their help they have to pay another $630. Now, no normal recruiter charges jobhunters for their services - they charge the hiring companies. But I thought, this is a management placement service, so maybe they use a different model. I was supposed to call him back on Wednesday to tell him whether or not I was interested, so I emailed Mario on Tuesday to ask him what he thought. His response indicated that management placement company or not, reputable recruiters all use the same model. So I called the guy back and said, "Thanks, but no thanks." I talked further with Mario about it tonight, as well as with Ed, who apparently used to be a headhunter. He said, "That's the company people go to work for when they can't cut it as a headhunter."

Anyhow... I've been told to get to bed now, and so off to bed I shall go. (It took a while to get around to clicking "post"... I actually wrote all of the above about five and a half hours ago.)

Ugh.

Apr. 3rd, 2009 11:22 pm
lance_sibley: (Strike)
In the immortal words of [livejournal.com profile] randomyst following the Star Trek: Enterprise finale:

"Well, that sucked ass!"

I thought I might have my first good night in ages, following four strikes and a spare in six practice frames, but immediately missed two easy spares once the scores were actually being counted. The third game, I had a good start, but then had three consecutive open frames in the second half.

Final scores: 145, 144, 162.

Ugh.

We didn't even stick around to see what place we were in following tonight. We were in something like 9th out of 13 teams after the second game, and in the third game, we barely broke 1000. (I think I actually had the best score on the team in that third game, which says something as well. And that something is "ugh.")

There's no bowling next week because it's Easter weekend, but the playoffs resume the week after that. We'll have to do better.

In other news, I found one new job today to apply to - it's a mainframe position, through a recruiter who was advertising on Workopolis. I haven't had much luck with this particular recruiter, though. I remember having a meeting with one of their people a few years ago, but have never gotten an actual interview for a position through them. Still, fingers crossed... it's an intermediate position, and they're looking for five years' experience, while I have 12 years in mainframes. This makes 25 jobs I've applied to since last Thursday, plus I've spoken to or submitted my updated resume to ten recruiters.

In other other news, I had a voicemail tonight when I got home from someone I'd been trying to reach for weeks, giving me an answer to a question I'd initially asked back in November. It's not the answer I'd hoped for, but at least it's an answer and I can go back to the drawing board on this particular issue. (And yes, that paragraph is intentionally vague. :) )
lance_sibley: (Strike)
I made it to bowling tonight, and managed my best night in the last six weeks, though it wasn't spectacular: 154, 170, 172. Unfortunately I forgot to declare my scores for next week (when Eric and I will be making dinner together and watching the BSG finale), so I'm going to have to go to the bowling alley at some point before next Friday to bowl off unless I can get someone to fill in for me.

I had an annoying moment this afternoon - I was getting ready to leave work, and just as I came back from the bathroom to put on my coat, I heard the distinctive sound of my cellphone battery dying. (It had two bars of power this morning.) I asked Zak if I'd gotten a call before it died (as receiving a call at work seems to be the fastest way to kill the battery), and he said yes. So I picked up the message using my desk phone. It turned out that it was someone calling for the second time, who had left me a voicemail on Wednesday that I'd forgotten to pick up. Oops. (As far as I can recall, though, it didn't show up in my missed call log. Weird.) And this is something rather important related to Anticipation, and I won't be able to talk to them until Monday morning as the person calling was from a government office. *facepalm*

Oh, and I also got an email from my doctor this afternoon. It seems that my blood work came back, and my liver enzymes are elevated, so he wants me to come in and sign a requisition form to get an ultrasound.

So over the course of three months I'll have had a CT scan on my head, an ECG and an EKG on my heart, and an ultrasound on my liver... and I'm not even counting the prostate exam as that was just part of the overall examination the doctor gave me the other day, and not related to my current problem.

Is there anything not going wrong with my body? As I joked to someone tonight at bowling, I think the warranty on my body has expired. (I once started trying to write a science fiction story based on that premise, but couldn't figure out what I actually wanted the story to be about beyond that basic premise...) One of my bowling teammates made the comment, "Welcome to humanity - you're getting older." If this is what getting older entails, then you can keep it. I'll stay young and beautiful forever. *grin*
lance_sibley: (Strike)
Friday night was better than recent nights, but still not up to average: 148, 159, 180. Lots of splits in the first two games.

I got home later than usual because for the first time in recent memory, both teams had all five bowlers present. One of our opponents, a guy named William, is a big SF fan and we spent much of the evening talking about Samuel R. Delany. I'm not sure why, as the only book of his I've read is Dhalgren. (I do own a copy of Stars In My Pocket Like Grains Of Sand, but haven't read it yet. My library is almost as full of unread books as my DVD collection is full of unwatched series.)

Saturday, I had a Constellation Awards meeting up in northern Scarborough. The meeting was for noon, so I set the alarm for 10:30 and got out the door by 11. I figured that would be enough time. Ha! It took me longer to get there than it takes me to get to work - I arrived at 12:45. Fortunately the meeting hadn't really gotten underway yet.

After the meeting, [livejournal.com profile] gurudata and I looked over the map of Montreal I have and talked a little about potential Gaylaxicon 2010 hotels. Since he's an ex-Montrealer, I thought it would be a good opportunity to get some insight. There are about four or five now that I have to look up online and see if they have the kind of function space we'll need. (I still like the Delta Centre-Ville, though that may be because it's the only hotel I've ever stayed in in Montreal besides the Days Inn where Con*Cept is held.)

I got home around 6 and rushed through dinner because I was supposed to be going to [livejournal.com profile] travellingone's place to show her how to use Polaris' programming software and to start entering panel ideas with her. I didn't get there until about 8. She immediately offered me wine (I don't often drink wine, but this was a very nice dry red - I think she said it was Spanish?). Her roommate was there as well, and Return Of The Sith was on the TV. It's the one Star Wars movie I actually never saw, so while we waited for [livejournal.com profile] dx4 to return our message about our still needing our userids and passwords, we watched it for a bit and snarked about the dialogue and Anakin's overall whininess. (I can see why people were so excited about the first appearance of Vader in the suit, though - that was quite powerful, though Hayden Christiansen doesn't have the same presence, even in the suit, that David Prowse had.)

We finished up around 2 (after entering 142 panels into the database), and I left to come home. I had just missed the last subway north, but she lives within walking distance of me (even though it was about -15 out), so I got home around 2:30, finished reading the paper, and then went to bed.

[livejournal.com profile] travellingone emailed the exported panel lists to our web team, so the initial panel list should be up within a few days. Anyone who's looking at it, remember that it's not a full list - we're still open to suggestions.

Today I got up around 1 with the intention of going out to get my Metropass and VIVA pass, then coming home and doing some cleaning and some laundry. The lines at the Metropass machine (only one of them was working) were slow, though - a woman came up to me and said, "You know, you can buy it at Dominion." I said, "I know, but I'm getting on the subway immediately." I think she just wanted me to leave to make the line shorter. Once I had my Metropass, I went up to Finch and got my VIVA pass, then came back home.

It was nearly 4 when I got back (!), and I remembered that I had promised a couple of our Polaris author guests that I would sign and send back their contracts this weekend. So I sat down at my desk and started downloading and printing them, then scanned them back in and emailed them back. Even though there were only a handful of contracts to deal with, it took me three hours because my computer was being insanely slow. I need to reboot it - it's probably because something was causing a memory leak. (Eric told me off tonight because it's been at least two weeks since the last time I rebooted it. *blush*)

Eric was going to be home earlier than usual tonight, around 8, so I rushed through dinner and washing up, then called [livejournal.com profile] cuteteenboy as I'd promised him I would call this weekend. However, we didn't really have time to talk, but I suggested that we have dinner together after next weekend's Gaylaxicon concom meeting. I also tried calling my father, but he didn't pick up.

Regarding my father... I think I may be in trouble. For some reason, despite having a newspaper six days a week, and having a daily bridge calendar on my desk at work, I can never remember the date. I honestly thought on Friday that it was the 20th rather than the 27th (which led to my going to the wrong lane when I got to the bowling alley). His birthday was on the 21st, which means that I forgot to call. Oops. (I even made three LJ posts last Saturday...)

This may also explain why I'm surprised whenever I get handed a paycheque at work. I can never remember whether I was paid the previous week or not. (Part of that may also be because my boss never remembers to give it to me on time, and I usually don't get it until the following Tuesday...)

So after calling my father, I called Eric, and we chatted for a while. During the conversation, we both bought our Anime North memberships as well as tickets for the Moonlight Ball and the Saturday brunch. He's really excited about some of the voice actors they have coming. Me, I recognize some of the titles, but that's about it. Tomorrow I'll have to make some phone calls and get us a hotel room (I know we won't be able to get a room at the Doubletree - it's far too late for that even though the con isn't until late May).

He had to go to bed early - the reason he was early tonight is because he's been asked to go in two hours early tomorrow - so I've spent the last couple of hours going through the old Inbox and wrestling it back down from 190-some-odd emails to about 130. Dealt with some Anticipation emails and some job alerts that were in there, and responded to this year's first CUFF nominee to let her know that I got her nomination.

And now I think I might go to bed a little earlier than usual because I'm not feeling all that great. I think I'm coming down with a cold - my mucous membranes are all dry and my back and arms are aching, though the latter might be because I've mostly been sitting at one computer or the other almost the whole time I've been home today. I have a pillow behind my back (because I'm sitting on the couch, using the laptop), but it's not helping.
lance_sibley: (Strike)
I thought tonight was going to be a good night at bowling after I got two spares and a strike in practice, but then the splits started coming about halfway through the first game. 135, 172, 161. (I was on a pace for a 180 game in the third until I got a split in the ninth frame, too.)

The trip down was... interesting. Not as interesting as a couple of weeks ago when I shared the back of the bus with a bunch of juvenile delinquents, but still... interesting. In an annoying way.

A woman got on the subway with her small daughter and slightly older son. Most of the seats were taken, so the mother and daughter were standing. The daughter - who looked to be about seven years old - immediately started to climb the pole right in front of me. She got to the top, then slid down and started climbing again. Rinse and repeat. Rather than stop her (my mother would have grabbed me by the hair and slapped me if I had done that at that age), every time the girl slipped a little, she would grab her by the waist and hold her up so that she could continue to climb.

Then she slid down and started playing with the Etch-a-Sketch that her mother was holding. The mother started to turn around so that the girl had to run in circles around her to continue playing with it. Then she stopped and went back to climbing the pole. At one point she spread her legs and started spinning around the pole in midair. WTF???

I told my teammates at the bowling alley about this, and Jamie said, "I bet she's going to be a stripper when she grows up." I wish I'd thought of that at the time (I was too annoyed, plus I was trying to read - I started Cowl by Neal Asher last night, and I was having enough trouble getting into the story without the distraction). Though you'd think that, given that I'm working on a website right now for a stripper exotic dancer, it would have occurred to me.

Oh, and I should also not be able to hear people over the sound of my iPod when it's at maximum volume, but I could hear every word this girl was saying. *headdesk*

The second annoying part of the evening came after bowling. I put my ball and shoes in my locker, then put my sweatshirt, coat and boots on, grabbed my backpack, and headed out. Mario wasn't there tonight, so I didn't have my usual ride to the subway. (Ed had offered me a ride, but they were ready to go and I knew that it would take me at least 15 more minutes because I had to fill out the team scoresheet and our opponents weren't finished yet - Ed and Jamie are always out of there before the rest of us are finished. So I didn't want to make them wait.)

So I made my way outside, grabbed the bus up to Eglinton and then the Eglinton bus across to Yonge. I got off the bus, put my hands in my coat pockets, and...

No keys.

My key ring contains the keys for my apartment door, the deadbolt, my storage locker, my bowling alley locker, the office, and one mystery key. (As Eric said, everyone has to have one mystery key.) I wasn't that concerned about the bowling alley key or the office key (since they're not identifiable as such), but my key ring has a tag on it that has the address of my building on it, and there have been eight break-and-enters in the past month or so.

I had enough charge on my cellphone left to call the bowling alley in case I'd left them there, so I did so - and it turned out that I'd left them on the counter in front of the lanes we were on tonight. Whew!

So I schlepped all the way back over to the bowling alley, got my keys, and came back home. It added about an hour to my evening because the buses were all running every 15 minutes or so, and I must have just missed one each time except for the first leg of the trip back (and I had to run for that one).

After getting home, I logged onto Skype and Eric called, and we chatted for a while. He's visiting friends at Berry College this weekend, so we didn't watch BSG tonight - we may have to wait until Tuesday night when we're both home from work.

And now I think I'm ready for bed... I figure I'll probably wake up around 2 in the afternoon. *yawn*
lance_sibley: (Strike)
... but I had to call Eric as soon as I got home last night so that we could watch BSG, and this is the first chance I've had to post since. *grin*

I had an interesting (as in the Chinese curse) bus ride down to Toronto last night. I got on the bus and made my way to the back, and got out my newspaper. There were two guys who looked to be about 17 sitting in the back sharing a 40-ouncer of rye. Three people got on at the same stop as me - two guys sat directly across from me, and the girl sat down on my right. All three of them - who also looked to be about 17 - greeted the two who were already on the bus and then immediately pulled cans of Molson Canadian Cold Shots out of their coats and started chugging.

For the next hour, I was regaled by stories about the people whom these five wanted to beat up, the people they wanted to kill, the people they wanted to rob (or already had), a lengthy discussion about which liquor stores were easiest to rob, the home invasions they wanted to commit, and the bar brawls they were planning on starting last night.

Given that one of the two guys sharing the bottle of rye knocked it over and spilled about half of it, I suspect that they probably didn't manage to put their plans into action last night.

At one point, one of the rye drinkers said to the beer drinkers, "Is he with you?", meaning me. The latter were so drunk that they said yes (!!!) and then the first guy asked, "So why isn't he fuckin' conversating with us?" It was then that the person who answered realized what the question was and corrected his earlier response.

A little later, I looked up from my newspaper (having managed to read maybe two whole pages in 30 minutes) and looked out the window opposite, nowhere near making eye contact with these people. On top of that, I was wearing my sunglasses as it was clear last night and the sunset was rather bright. The girl said, "What the fuck are you lookin' at?" (I wanted to say, "Oh, I'm sorry, is that your window?" but who knows what would have happened...)

I couldn't even pull out my iPod and listen to music because they had spent part of their quality time together talking about how they had beaten up some kid for his iPod... and there was also mention of pulling knives on cops. The recent news story of the young man who was murdered for his iPod on an Ottawa bus was too fresh in my mind to allow myself to give them an opportunity to try to rob me... so I had to listen to all of this for an hour.

(Normally I think I'd have been able to handle them, considering how drunk they all were... barring the use of weapons. But when I'm sitting in a corner seat in the back of the bus, in the row with the tables, wearing my winter coat and boots, I probably would have been too slow to defend myself...)

Even as glad as I am every night to get to Finch station, I was doubly glad last night.

It's a good thing the VIVA buses have cameras at the back... all five of them should be easily identifiable if the cops need to find them.

So... my bowling scores from last night: 164, 147, 202. I was getting frustrated, putting the ball right into the pocket and leaving pins anyway. And then I developed a mental block about the 4-pin, missing it three times on the left while still managing to keep the ball on the lane. Let me tell you, that's not easy... and I only deliberately aimed to the left of the 4-pin once (when I had left the 4-7-10 and was actually trying to spare it). After the second game, I turned to Lindsey and said, "Lovely. I need 205 in the third game to make average for the night." She said, "You can do it. I've seen you." Well, 202 was close enough, I guess. *grin* Pity we lost two out of three games.

I came home and, as I said above, immediately called Eric. We caught each other up on our respective days and then watched BSG together...

Wow. Don't click if you don't want spoilers. )

I had to meet [livejournal.com profile] gurudata at 1pm this afternoon to go to an Aurora Awards meeting at Liana K's house. I managed to get out the door by about 12:15, so I decided to go up to Future Shop first. I wanted to pick up the new Franz Ferdinand album that came out this week, and while I was in there, I thought I'd see if they got any new copies of Doctor Who S4. No joy. I asked a sales clerk, thinking that he would just look on the computer system to see if any other stores had copies, but when he found one that did, he insisted on calling them. I told him I wouldn't be able to get there until tomorrow at the earliest, and he said, "They don't usually hold things past the end of the day, but I can ask." I said, "That's okay - I have to go to a meeting. I can just pop by there tomorrow," but he just kept calling extension after extension at the other store (nobody was picking up). Finally I managed to get through to him that I didn't really have the time to wait for him to reach someone - at this point it was about 12:40, and I almost put the Franz Ferdinand album back because I didn't want to wait for the single open cashier to process the four customers who were already in line. I figured I'd get the album tomorrow too. But I couldn't remember where I'd gotten it from (they moved everything in that store around a few months ago, and I hadn't gotten it in the regular music section - it was in the New Releases), so I decided I'd just buy it and if I was five minutes late, it wouldn't be the end of the world.

I managed to get to York Mills by 12:57... but still haven't found the time to listen to the album.

After our meeting, [livejournal.com profile] gurudata asked if I would be interested in dinner as [livejournal.com profile] kanecool wasn't going to be home tonight and so he was at a loose end. So we went to a Pickle Barrel somewhere in the Leslie/Steeles area (I think), where I had butternut squash soup and hoisin chicken stir-fry. It was quite good, though there was one vegetable in the stir-fry that I said to [livejournal.com profile] gurudata tasted a little like bleach. I never was able to identify what it was (the only other piece was in the very last mouthful).

Not that I actually know what bleach tastes like...

So I got home, dealt with some emails I had to send, and called Eric around 9. We wrapped up our call around 2 - he has to work a night shift tomorrow, and he's working Monday and Tuesday as well, so we won't see each other until Tuesday night at the earliest (depending on how tired he is after work).

After our call, I continued dealing with emails - I've got my Inbox down to 170 messages now. considering that it was at 180 this afternoon, that doesn't sound very good - but there were about 10 more that came in while I was talking to Eric. I still have some Anticipation emails to deal with regarding the Masquerade and Hugo Awards (my department heads are probably wondering why I haven't answered too many of their emails over the past week), and I have to follow up on an email exchange I had with someone a couple of weeks ago (this time the delay is on his end), and I have some more Polaris stuff to deal with...

I had to email Julie Czerneda about stuff for both cons, and I jokingly said, "Why do I do this to myself?" Her response: "Because you're indispensible and we love you?"

I actually take exception to the use of "indispensible" (I may have several fairly important responsibilities at the moment, but nobody is "indispensible"), but I can live with the second part of her response. *grin*

Oh, and work? I'll have to post about that tomorrow... since I have to be up in about eight hours, and I'm usually quite capable of sleeping for nine or ten hours on weekends.
lance_sibley: (Strike)
Because I'm going to Montreal this weekend for Anticipation meetings (have you got your membership yet? :) ), and I couldn't get hold of Mario to ask him if Randy would fill in for me tomorrow night, I went to the bowling alley after work to bowl off. I didn't get there until just after 10, and didn't get started until about 10:35, but I was done by 11. My scores weren't the best, but I had two good games: 190, 134, 168. I was disappointed by the first game, though - I started off spare, strike, strike, spare, strike, strike, strike - and then my ball started picking up oil off the lane and I guess I wasn't doing a good enough job wiping it off, so it started hooking more and I had three consecutive open frames to finish the first game. (Hence the poor second game as well - it took me a while to find a line that would work). The third game could have been better, too - I got a nasty split in the ninth frame. Almost spared it, though - I left the 4-7-9-10, and managed to pick off the 4-7-9 with my second ball. Unfortunately, the 4 and 9 went behind the 10...

Work is going decently well. I'm almost finished my part of the modelling agency website - I added the photo gallery today, and got the section that allows users to print their headshots on a double-sided PDF working yesterday. Though I'm still convinced that I'm going to drop dead of a heart attack on the walk over from Yonge. I've been walking on the road because I can get better traction there because the snow on the sidewalk is so deep. Tonight I managed to get a lift over to Yonge Street because I was leaving at the same time as Roman and Brian, though, which was nice. The snowbank blocking the path to the railroad tracks is now about nine feet high and probably about 15 feet wide. Damned snowplow drivers.

When I got home tonight, it was nearly 12, but Eric and I still made the time to chat for nearly two hours. :) He uploaded his photos from last weekend:



Well, I'm off to bed - at least, as soon as I've thrown a couple of shirts and pairs of socks into my backpack to take to Montreal tomorrow night. I hope I can manage to fit everything in, considering that I need to put my laptop in there too (I don't want to be carrying two bags through the Aurora snow tomorrow, and there's no way I could take my suitcase with me).
lance_sibley: (Strike)
I just got home about 15 minutes ago, and it's so cold out there that I had to have some ice cream to warm up. *shudder* -17, with a wind chill of -27??? And this has been going on for three days now. Thankfully, I don't live in the area that had the power failure last night (though I do know at least one person who does). Hell, it's even warmer in Aurora right now, according to theweathernetwork.ca. (Okay, only by one degree, but still.)

It's not even that much warmer in Chattanooga - right now it's -6. Guess I won't be packing my shorts or windbreaker. (Eric was telling me last night that it's forecast to snow in Atlanta on Sunday, though that seems to have been revised to rain with a high of 7.)

Last week, I said that I was regretting not having declared my scores for next week after I got a 559 series, and that I likely wouldn't do as well this week. Well, I was right, but I still did well enough: 178, 190, 179. All three games above my average (which is now back up to 172), so at least I won't be hurting my team. :)

The season 4.5 premiere (if one can call it that) is almost over. Because I knew I wouldn't get home until after it started, I'm recording it, and Eric and I will be watching it together shortly. :) (Though Space is running Fandom Forum at 11 - I don't know if it's a repeat of the one from last week or a new one. If it's new, I want to tape it for later viewing, which means we won't be able to watch BSG until 12. Decisions, decisions...)

Seven more sleeps 'til Chattacon! *bounce* *bounce* *bounce*
lance_sibley: (Strike)
Climbing that eight-foot snowbank left by the plow across the street from the office for the past couple of days has left me exhausted. My thighs are screaming in agony. Add to that, tonight was the first night back at bowling since before Christmas, and so I decided not to declare my scores even though I'm going to be away in Chattanooga in two weeks. (*bounce bounce bounce*) I figured I could declare next week, as this week was likely to be a poor outing.

Ha. 213, 173, 173.

We lost two out of the three games, unfortunately. Ironically, it was neither the game in which I bowled 213, or the game in which Mario had 212 (which was the third)... it was the second game. The first two games were very close, though - in the last frame of the first game, their anchor and I were both up at the same time. (Mario was away tonight, so I was our team's anchor... which I hate. HATE. No pressure...) We were down by 54 pins, which sounds like a lot, but I had gotten strikes in the eighth and ninth. I did the math and as I went up, said, "No problem. All I have to do is strike out and she (pointing at their team's anchor) has to get less than six." I then proceeded to get two more strikes, while she got five on her first ball...

Alas, it wasn't meant to be. She got four more on her second ball, and I left the 5-pin on my third ball, so we ended up losing by four pins. *headdesk*

(And people think there's no drama in bowling. ;) )

OTOH, the game we won, we won by four pins. The third game, OTOH, they blew us out.




For Canadian Battlestar Galactica fans reading this, I just caught the tail end of something on Space called "Fandom Forum: Battlestar Galactica", on which five people (including author Jo Storm) are brainstorming the identity of the final Cylon and what's to come in the final batch of episodes. It just ended, but it's repeating at 5AM and again tomorrow (Saturday) at noon. (I haven't looked to see if it's streamed on their website or not... if you want to look, it's www.spacecast.com.)

A possible minor spoiler... )

And according to Michael Trucco (who plays Anders), the readthrough took nearly three hours, so they decided to extend the finale. Cool - now that I've gotten into the show (a little late, I know *grin*), I wouldn't want to see them cut any corners just to get the finale in under 48 minutes.




In other news, I did something stupid at work this morning. I don't know if it was sleep deprivation, or what, but I discovered that in the workflow application I've just finished writing, there were a number of phrases in the Help index which didn't actually point at any of the Help pages, suggesting that I had entered them originally, and then removed them as I edited the verbiage of the Help pages. So I thought I would delete those rows to clean up the table. Except that I wrote "DELETE FROM helpindexphrase WHERE id IN (SELECT phrase FROM helpindex)" instead of "DELETE FROM helpindexphrase WHERE id NOT IN (SELECT phrase from helpindex)", and deleted all the rows I'd meant to keep, and kept all the rows I'd meant to delete. *facepalm*

There were only 141 entries in the index in total (there are maybe a dozen Help pages in the application), but recreating it is going to be a royal PITA...

However, the insurance company whose website and application I support finally rebuilt their VPN, so I was able to log onto their server through Remote Desktop and fix both of the problems they reported this week. Took me roughly half an hour in total, though I probably spent about three hours on the phone with their IT guy trying to figure out why I couldn't log onto their server.

Also, it appears that we have a new client - we'll be building a website for a modeling agency using our Content Management system that I recently wrote the user manual for.
lance_sibley: (Happy In My Pants - by Raelala)
I seem to have made it through eight days with something to post about every day. Who'd've thunk it?

Today we had our Polaris holiday gathering. It was small, because of the bad weather (while I was waiting for a bus, there were times when I couldn't see the stoplights one block to the west - not just the housing of the stoplights, the lights themselves), but the 20 or so who showed up had a lot of fun.

The gathering was an afternoon of bowling - this might be the first time I've ever bowled four games in a single day, not to mention seven in a weekend. My legs are going to be killing me tomorrow. I did manage not to embarrass myself too badly - after all, I'm expected to be good at this game. (No pressure.) Though I think [livejournal.com profile] bnddbl07 managed to beat me in one game, and Declan almost beat me in another. (My excuse is that the lanes hadn't been oiled, and I'm sticking to that. :P )

Because we went to the same bowling alley where I have my Friday night league, and my league has a Sunday session as well, there were several people there whom I know. They all thought I was there to bowl off for some future date. (And apparently I wasn't the only one having trouble with the lanes today - one guy, whose average is something like 195, bowled a 136 in his first game.) Only a couple of people came over and said hi (on their way to the washrooms, presumably), saving me from more "Lance knows everyone" cracks.

Afterwards, a smaller group of us went to Swiss Chalet across the street for dinner. (That's a chicken-and-ribs place, for my non-Canadian friends.)

I got home to find a voicemail from my father - it's been decided that he, my mother and I are going to get together for lunch next Saturday to exchange Christmas gifts. Which reminds me, I still have to wrap theirs... I'll probably do that on Friday night. ;)

And the third thing that made me happy today was finding that I'd gotten an email from Eric - I'm meeting his family tomorrow night. *gulp* Wish me luck. :)

I suspect that I'll be told to work from home tomorrow, given the weather we had this weekend. I certainly hope that my remote access will be set up - I don't want to spend another 5 hours in transit like I did on Friday. But just in case, I should probably get to bed early tonight...
lance_sibley: (Strike)
I'll get the bowling scores out of the way first: 136, 187, 123. Ick. I just couldn't avoid splits in that first game (I had four), and in the third, I couldn't have bought a spare. And we lost all three games (if either of my two missing teammates had left us declared scores, we might have won at least two of them).

Oh, and the trip down took a little over 2.5 hours. I left work earlier than usual despite having gotten in so late (my boss' business partner practically threw me out at 3:40) and I arrived at 6:15, which is a little earlier than I usually arrive, but I didn't want to chance getting there late (as I would have had I left at my usual time).

Now that that's overwith... on to part six of the happiness meme.

As I mentioned yesterday, I got home to find a notice of a package waiting for me at the post office. I picked it up this morning on my way to work, and tonight when I got home, I called Eric and we opened our Christmas gifts together. (Well, he opened the necklace last night, but left the other packages.)

I had mentioned, during a previous conversation, that I wasn't enamoured of how George Lucas was always tinkering with the original Star Wars trilogy, adding CGI and changing things I felt were unnecessary (like the bad CGI Jabba in the first movie). Well, Eric was obviously listening, because he got me the original trilogy on DVD (which I actually didn't have - I had the 1996 versions on VHS only). And when I say "original", this includes the original theatrical versions of each movie - to the point where the first one doesn't even have the subtitle "A New Hope" on it. I wonder if Han shoots first. ;)

Though what really made me happy was seeing his reaction upon opening the rest of his gifts. A month or so ago he'd mentioned that he wanted to get the Absolute Sandman collection - reprints of Neil Gaiman's graphic novel Sandman, leather-bound in slipcases - but that he was going to have to wait. Well, I bought him all four volumes. When he opened the first one and saw what it was, he said, "You didn't!", to which I simply replied, "Oh, yes I did." Apparently, I done good. :)

So, seeing his reaction made me very happy today. :)

He's heading to Memphis tomorrow morning to see his family for Christmas, so we won't see a whole lot of each other until he gets back next Saturday. Though he's taking his computer with him so that he can introduce me to his parents and brother. Note to self: make sure at least one nice shirt is clean, and shaving would probably not be a bad idea. ;)
lance_sibley: (Strike)
On my way to bowling tonight, I decided to walk to the bus stop in order to retrace my steps and see if I could spot the ring I lost - no joy. :(

My scores tonight were decent, if not spectacular: 147, 182, 188. That gave me a series total exactly one pin above my average (or a few pins below if you take the decimal places into account, but the league doesn't do that). Also, we won all three games. Since we were bowling against a team with which we were tied for third in the league standings, that's a good thing. I heard one of them afterwards complaining that we had a 50-pin advantage on them in handicap - it was actually 12 pins. And our flat scores beat theirs in all three games anyway. (So there. *grin*)

It was a strange night, though - I knew that Mario was going to be away, but I'm not sure that I knew that all four of my teammates were going to be away tonight, so I was all by myself. Fortunately they left some good declared scores (Lindsey, who has a 120 average, had a 170 game in the third, and Mario had two 180+ games and a 229). And the other team were pleasant to bowl against, which helped. They were very social and included me in many of their conversations throughout the evening, and even shared their Christmas candy with me (not that I needed it...).

Mario's not being there gave me an excuse to indulge myself on the way home. Last Saturday, when I was going to various supermarkets to gather the ingredients I needed to make dinner (I still can't believe I had to go to three grocery stores to find lemon juice), I discovered that the Metro at Eglinton and Bayview still carries the Stoney Creek brand of ice cream that the Metro at Yonge and Eglinton discontinued several months ago. So after bowling, I took the bus north to Eglinton and west to Bayview rather than south to the Pape subway station, and picked up some black cherry ice cream. Mmmm. :)

This promises to be a busy weekend. I need to find some time to wrap more Christmas presents, and I have an Anticipation meeting tomorrow regarding the Aurora Awards, and a Polaris Exec meeting Sunday. And, of course, Eric and I will be continuing our quest to get me caught up on BSG. (We watched "Maelstrom" Wednesday night.) And I just realized that I was supposed to email someone regarding an Aurora-related question the other day, and it slipped my mind when I got embroiled in trying to solve a work-related problem. Oops. Fortunately the person I need to email lives on the west coast, so hopefully he'll see the email and respond tonight, or by the time I get up tomorrow.

Ugh.

Dec. 5th, 2008 10:44 pm
lance_sibley: (Strike)
First, the bowling scores: 168, 135, 177. Those first and third games sound all right, but they were a struggle (as indicated by my second game score). In fact, in the third game I needed 104 over the last five frames to get there.

I think that most of the problem stemmed from the fact that my feet are really sore from climbing the hill of ice to get over the railroad tracks on my way to work. I was finding that I was clenching my toes as though I were trying to use them to hold my grip on the ground, and my left arch in particular is sore right now. This led to a bit of a balance problem this evening.

Work has been productive this week - I fixed a problem with the insurance company's website that was caused by their IT guy changing the way he implemented my previous changes. He had told me that he was copying the files over individually, so I had excluded the configuration file when I uploaded it to the FTP server, not wanting to mess up their database connection or their Crystal Reports. However, this time he copied the whole thing over at the directory level, which deleted the existing configuration file, which meant that nobody could access the website and their administrative person, who does the data entry into the Windows application, couldn't connect to the proper database. In fact, when I first re-uploaded the full version (including the incorrect configuration file), because I was logged onto their system over a virtual network, her data entry was updating my local database instead of their live database. *facepalm* But after a couple of hours (mostly spent playing phone tag), I got a correct version to them and they uploaded it, and all of the problems went away.

I then went back to the process management tool I'd been working on - my boss had asked me to add the capability to register users as belonging to organizations so that users who belong to an organization have the capability of seeing all of that organization's workflow processes. I also changed the way users register for the site, added the ability to create a new workflow that's modelled on an existing one (with the ability to choose which steps the user wants to include), and updated the online documentation. I still have a bit of that left, plus I have to update the user manual to reflect the new sections I added this week.

Regarding my headache - it's still there occasionally. I got a phone call this afternoon from the clinic, and I have an appointment for a CT scan on December 10. Unfortunately, it's at St. Michael's Hospital, which is the hospital in which I spent a night a few years ago when I fainted at the bridge club after my blood pressure fell to 80/40 (or lower - that's where it was when I regained consciousness). Fortunately, this time I won't be lying in a bed in the Emergency Room next to a drunk woman who'd just been hit by a streetcar.

On to the hot topic of the moment - the prorogation of Parliament by the Governor-General. Personally, I'm disappointed - not because I didn't want the Conservatives to win the election in the first place (though that's true), but because I thought Harper cowardly. When Parliament decides to hold a vote of non-confidence in the government, the Prime Minister's reaction should not be to run to the head of state (or her representative, in this case) and request that Parliament be suspended for a month and a half. Furthermore, Harper's address to the country (which I didn't see live, because I was still on my way home from work) was inflammatory. Like it or not, a majority of people in Quebec voted for the Bloc Quebecois. To call them separatists may be accurate, but traitors? That's over the line. (They're not the FLQ, for gods' sakes.) To then use the less inflammatory word "soverigntists" in the French version of his address was mealy-mouthed. (And it's not as though there aren't people in Quebec who would be watching the English version, or that the media wouldn't report that his English address was different.) And the behaviour of the other Conservative MPs, throwing around words like "coup" and "sedition" is just ridiculous. We've had governments fall on votes of non-confidence before, and the world didn't end, and the country didn't destroy itself. This is one of the costs of having a minority government - if you don't work with the Opposition, you run the risk that the government will be thrown out of office.

Even more distressing to me is the number of Canadians who have bought into the Conservatives' cry of "Treason!" Do they not know that the process currently underway is perfectly legal and constitutional, and has precedents in history? (Probably not, I know...) There are people out there writing on websites and to the newspapers that "we" voted in a Conservative government and that "we" should let them govern. Well, more people voted for the Liberals, NDP, Bloc, Green Party and other minor parties than voted for the Conservatives. Again, when you have a minority, you can't govern as though you had a majority and try to steamroll legislation through Parliament - that's what Joe Clark did in 1979, and what happened? There was an election (less than a year after the previous one), and Pierre Trudeau became PM again. Now, I'm not saying that we should have another election less than 50 days after the last one, but that's why the alternative, allowing the G-G to appoint the other party or parties as the government, exists.

In short: the proposition that a coalition of Liberals and NDP with the support of the Bloc is perfectly legal and constitutional. Get over it. And Mr. Harper - grow a pair. This is still a democracy, not a dictatorship.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go and email Eric the recipe for the meal we're having together tomorrow night. :)
lance_sibley: (Strike)
Since I haven't posted in a week, and it's been a bit busy, I'll put each paragraph behind a cut...

Bowling went well... )

Work is going okay, except for the 'getting there' part... )

Headaches aren't supposed to last for six days, are they? )

Christmas? )

Anticipation )

About the latest political shenanigans... )

Well, that's all for another week (or unless something really exciting happens in the next little while).
lance_sibley: (Strike)
I improved on last week's scores to set a new high for this season: 169, 229, 180. I started the second game with five consecutive strikes, and had momentary visions of a perfect game. I guess I jinxed myself. :( (My record to start a game is eight consecutive strikes, and I'd finished the previous game with three in a row - a perfect game requires 12.)

Even better, we won all three games against a very dangerous team. The best bowler in the league, who routinely wins the high average award every year (he's usually well above 200, and in fact, tonight all three of his games were over 200) is their anchor, and the other four are almost as good. Against most teams, we have a bit of a deficit at the beginning of each game because our handicaps are fairly low, as Mario and I have high averages. Tonight, we started each game 169 pins ahead, which should give some idea of how good they are. And even so, the first game was pretty close - they almost caught us from the seventh frame on.

We were still fourth in the league going into tonight, but I hope that we've overtaken at least one of the teams ahead of us, as we were only four points out of first.

I had a bit of a frustrating day at work today - I sent the executable files for the client's website to them by FTP last night as I couldn't log onto their network remotely. Today, they uploaded and installed them, but we still can't get a database connection. I went through all of the settings, as well as everything in both configuration files, but couldn't see anything wrong, and neither could Zak. We're at a loss to explain why their web application can't connect to their database. Meanwhile, everything works just peachy on my local machine.

I have quite a few errands to run this weekend - I'm hoping to get those books that I packed up a couple of weeks ago over to the used bookstore, I desperately need to buy a new shower curtain (the one I have is dangling from just one of the rings), I could stand to do laundry (only two loads instead of my usual six or seven, mind you), and the floors still need to be mopped. And I only have tomorrow to do it. Meanwhile, I have some Polaris work and some Anticipation work that needs doing, plus there's a tentative plan that I have yet to confirm to get together for coffee or something with [livejournal.com profile] cuteteenboy, since we haven't managed to get together over the last couple of weekends. It's probably a good thing that Eric is going to a theme park tomorrow afternoon, so I should have time for some of that stuff, but I don't think I'll get it all done, and I have a meeting Sunday afternoon.

We need more hours in the day. Maybe if everyone would jump two feet to the west simultaneously, we could shake the earth enough to slow it down a bit and add more hours to the day. ;)
lance_sibley: (Strike)
Tonight's scores: 185, 167, 180. I didn't have my best game of the year, but overall, my series total of 532 was the highest so far. And even better, we won all three games. Going into tonight, we were fourth in the league - I meant to check how far behind the third-place team we were before I left, but forgot.

I'm tired now, but I have some stuff from earlier this week to get caught up on before I can go to bed because it's going to be a busy weekend, with an Anticipation meeting tomorrow with [livejournal.com profile] gurudata and Liana K., and two Polaris meetings on Sunday. *yawn*

Decent...

Nov. 7th, 2008 10:50 pm
lance_sibley: (Strike)
I don't know why it's so warm in here right now. I haven't had the A/C on in a few weeks, but it wasn't that warm out today, or even that sunny. Weird.

Tonight's scores weren't terribly spectacular, but they were adequate: 170, 159, 179. Since my average going into tonight was 168, that means I was four pins above average on the night. Those scores look better than they probably were, though - in the second game, I only had 52 after the first five frames (including three splits) and in the third, I had 71. That means that I managed 108 in the second half of each game. Pity those two half-games weren't in the same game.

What makes that even more miraculous is that I bowled the entire third game with my right thumbnail split - despite my ice cream addiction, my fingernails are quite weak and break easily, so unless I keep them really short, bowling tends to break them. It happens to my thumb more than it does to my middle two fingers, for some reason.

We picked up an easy four points, too, because the other team was missing three bowlers and none of them had bothered to bowl off or declare previous scores to be used in their absence, and there's a rule that a team can only use a maximum of two dummy scores (140 plus a 30 handicap), so their fifth slot had zero for the entire night. I don't understand why people don't declare their scores if they know they're going to be away - it's simple. You just pay the league statistician one week's bowling fees ($15) for each time you want to bank the scores, before the start of bowling. And if you end up not using them (because it's possible to bank declared scores without setting a date for them to be used), you get the money refunded at the end of the season. So it's not hard - some people just don't care. And while most of the people in the league aren't all that competitive, and it's meant to be a recreational league, it's always more fun when you're doing well. And knowing at 7pm that you'll be getting zero points for the week isn't terribly motivating.

Apart from that, nothing terribly exciting happened today. I got through my list of change requests for the client whose website I've been working on, and moved on to a new request - but unless I'm missing something or misunderstanding, it doesn't look like any change is actually required. This isn't the first time this client has asked for an unnecessary change, though.

I was tentatively scheduled to go out with [livejournal.com profile] cuteteenboy tonight, but when I called him earlier he said he wouldn't be available tonight. So I'm going to try to be in bed at a decent hour so that I can get up at a decent hour tomorrow and clean my dining room, and possibly get to a Rogers store so that I can see about trading in my old modem for a router and get wi-fi working in my apartment.
lance_sibley: (Strike)
I did much better tonight, matching my best week of the season to date: 173, 201, 151. I have no idea how I got that 151 in the third game, though - I only had 65 after the first five frames, and I didn't think I finished that well. I embarrassed myself slightly in the tenth frame, though - we were down by something like seven pins, the other team was finished, and I was the anchor tonight in Mario's absence. I went up and got a strike, came back to look at the scoreboard, and was perplexed for a moment when the strike hadn't registered - and then I realized I'd bowled on the wrong lane. *facepalm* First time I've ever done that, I think. In tournament bowling it wouldn't count, but the other team let me have it.

For the first time in the ten years since I joined the league, there were no guys in drag in the Hallowe'en costume competition. In fact, there were no guys in drag there tonight at all - the closest was Florante, who came dressed as Max Minagawa, another bowler in the league (he does this schtick every year), and wore a kimono. (Florante's a strange one - every time he sees me, he says my full name. Nothing else, just my name. He says he likes the way it sounds. He also grabs my hand, strokes it, and says, "You're skin's so soft - you must not work!" He's never come on Hallowe'en dressed as me, though. It would be simple - sweatpants and a science-fiction- or convention-related t-shirt. Though I don't know how many people would get it without an explanation - the Wednesday night bowlers would get it immediately, but I've only been bowling on Fridays for a little over a year, and this group doesn't razz me about the sweats the way the Wednesday people did.)

There was one absolutely fantastic costume, though - one of the women in the league came as Wednesday Addams, and she nailed it perfectly.

I'd heard that Church Street was already closed around 6 this evening, and there were a lot of people out already at that time. I'm not going downtown to check out the costumes, though - I'm too tired, and besides, I saw plenty of costumes on the subway on my way home. Memo to the guy I saw at Davisville station: if you're going to dress as a ballerina for Hallowe'en, don't just put a pink tutu on over a pair of khakis.

And I'm hereby declaring that wings are passe. It seemed that every fifth person, and every other teenage boy, was wearing a pair of wings. I think it was three or four years ago, when I went to a Hallowe'en dance at Buddies In Bad Times Theatre with [livejournal.com profile] cuteteenboy, [livejournal.com profile] kosst_amojan and [livejournal.com profile] dx4, that I first saw people wearing wings. Enough already.

I have a meeting tomorrow afternoon, so I'm hoping to get to bed early tonight. I have to write something for Anticipation's Progress Report 3, though - it was actually due today, but I managed to get an extension until tomorrow. I saw the email a few weeks ago about the deadline, and left it in my Inbox so that I would remember, but then my Inbox got out of control and it wasn't until yesterday, when I went through every email that was still in there since the beginning of September, that I found it again. Oops.
lance_sibley: (Strike)
... but I'm not complaining. :)

First, Friday... I bowled poorly - in fact, it was my worst week of the season so far - but perhaps that was to be expected as I'd been away the previous two weeks. 165, 161, 140. 'Nuff said about that.

Afterwards, I came home and fired up the laptop, which is still connected to the Internet via the USB cable from the modem, as the guy from work who said he'd look at the router didn't have a chance to get to it. (Hopefully he's had a chance this weekend, or will tomorrow.) Had a good evening with Eric, watching two episodes of BSG and chatting until about 4 in the morning.

Saturday, I was supposed to be at a TCON meeting at 12:30, but woke up at 12:45. Oops. :( (I'd set the alarms for 10:15/10:30/10:45, but have no memory of shutting any of them off. Sometimes the alarm clock doesn't go off the first morning after I change the time it's set for, though, and the PDA doesn't always wake me, especially if I've gotten less than seven hours of sleep.) I managed to make it to the meeting around 2:30ish, I think it was, and the meeting continued for a couple more hours after that. After the meeting, [livejournal.com profile] whitesangria gave me a ride home, where I had dinner and watched the first period of the Leafs game (:P to any Senators fans on my friendslist), then headed over to [livejournal.com profile] aprilsnark's for her birthday party. Bacon-chocolate-chip cookies may be my new favourite snack food. (Yes. Chocolate chip cookies baked with bacon bits in them and a little strip of bacon on top. It may sound strange, but... mmm, bacon. My cholesterol levels may be a bit elevated after having eaten six or seven of them last night. :) )

I stayed until the end, when [livejournal.com profile] gurudata and [livejournal.com profile] kanecool gave me a ride home. I think it was about 4 when I got to bed again.

Today, I didn't wake up until 2. (I'm not sure why - sure, I had some alcohol last night, but I wasn't drunk, not by a long shot.) I had several plans for today, but most of them didn't come to fruition because I slept so late. I need to get a new shower curtain (all but one of the holes has torn open, and it's dangling), but I couldn't find any that came remotely close to matching the colour of the walls in my bathroom at Kitchen Stuff Plus or at the local dollar store, and I'm not painting my bathroom to match a new shower curtain.

So I just came home - sopping wet despite having my umbrella with me - and started doing laundry. I came upstairs while loads #3 and 4 were in the dryer and #5 and 6 were in the washer, and called Eric. We chatted until I had to go downstairs to switch the laundry over, and then again when I came back upstairs after that. While I was down there, I saw that someone whose clothes had finished washing before I had put the first two loads in the washer had finally come downstairs to put his clothes into a dryer. We had a bit of a snippy exchange when I told him that several people had been looking for a machine earlier, and he responded, "I have better things to do with my Sundays than spend all day in the laundry room." I said, "So do the rest of us... that's the problem with living in an apartment building. You have to share." He didn't say anything after that.

Anyhow, following dinner came Desperate Housewives - tonight's episode was constructed in an interesting way, with the various flashbacks leading up to the climax that we'd already seen in the teaser. I kind of like Mrs. McCluskey - I hope they're not writing her out of the show. It was also kind of funny hearing Jackson tell Susan that he'd fallen in love with her and wanted to move in with her, while she kept insisting that they keep their relationship casual - I still think "Brian Kinney" when I see Gale Harold on-screen (despite the fact that this character is straight), but hearing Brian-like lines coming out of Susan's mouth struck me as amusing.

Anyhow, after DH, Eric called again, and we just finished watching the S2 premiere of BSG together. He had to call it an early night, though, as he has a job interview tomorrow - everyone keep your fingers crossed for him!
lance_sibley: (Strike)
First things first - tonight's scores: 157, 192, 156. I thought I was bowling decently until I got my scorecard out to record my scores at the end of the night, and discovered that this was actually my second-worst week of the season so far. I lost a fraction of a pin off my average, but it's still holding at 170. And we lost two games, including being pummeled in the last game by over 160 pins thanks to three people on the opposing team bowling 50+ above their averages and Mario being about 50 pins below his. (Though it's rather ludicrous that someone on the other team had a 123 handicap - that means his average is about 85.)

Scores across the league are still tending to be much higher than usual - a former teammate of mine who was bowling on the lane to my left had a 245 and a 230, and during the break when they drew for the mystery score pot - where if anyone bowled the selected score in their first game, they win money - and they drew 240, someone actually won it. (Someone who has about a 150 average, if memory serves.) Everyone at my end of the alley almost fainted in shock when we heard the score and, a moment later, heard the VP announce, "Please see the Treasurer for your $80."

The arm is a little sore, but I had no severe twinges tonight like I often do - that probably means that my technique was consistently good, and that it's just tired. (I'm still having trouble picking up spares on the right-hand side of the lane, though - I must have left three 6-10s tonight. Those used to be really easy. :( )

In non-bowling news, the Viva strike is still going on, so I worked from home again today. At least, that was the theory - I actually spent all day (I'm not exaggerating) waiting for the software I needed to download and install. If anyone saw me on MSN and tried to contact me, I was actually on there to communicate with my boss, so please don't be offended if you said hi and I didn't respond. (And I didn't disconnect before I left for bowling - [livejournal.com profile] plaidlibrarian, I noticed that you had messaged me, but I wasn't here.)

Yesterday's commute was the worst ever - there seemed to have been an accident on Yonge Street, as the entrance/exit to the bus terminal was blocked by yellow caution tape, though I didn't see any evidence of an accident. So the buses had to use the taxi entrance on the south side of the terminal, turn north onto a side street, and go north to Cummer Avenue (yes, that's really the name of the street) - which on Yonge, is only one block - then turn west and go back to Yonge. That process alone took 30 minutes. Then, on the way home, the #98 bus was about 10 minutes late (as usual) and as a result, when I got to Bernard, the #99 wasn't there, and I had to wait 28 minutes for the next one. Total commuting time yesterday: five hours. No wonder I'm so tired all the time - I almost fell asleep this afternoon while waiting for the software to download.

I want to go out tonight - I haven't been out in over a month, I don't think - but I have an email backlog I need to take care of, and I have stuff going on tomorrow and Sunday. So if I don't do it now, it probably won't happen until next weekend. Argh.

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