Can’t…focus….
*looks around*
I’m like the only person here.
Okay, so that’s not entirely true. There’s other people here, one of them being my boss, but there’s like a TON of people missing.
I’m having a hard time staying focused on work today. Not only is it Friday but the work I am doing is painfully tedious. I’ve gotten my happy little template for the glossary all set up and now I’m entering the definitions, one…by…one… Ctrl+X/Ctrl+V (repeat ad infinitum).
NIN normally helps me focus by giving my mind something to think about. Heh, not today. I should probably finish the “C” section and break for some less tedious work. Yes, dear readers, I am only at “C”. Did I mention there’s a fuckton of definitions??
We don’t even have to go in to how much faster I could do this in notepad. No, we don’t have to go there because it will make me want to bang my head on my desk. But lets just say CMS slows me down, it’s always doing something in the background. When CMS gets really bogged down it seems to ignore all my input and I have to ctrl+V a couple times before it goes “ooooh, you want me to paste that here, gotcha”. Then it does it. This has to be the slowest program I’ve ever seen.
Anyway, *looks around* Have I ever mentioned that my cubicle has pink walls?? Have I ever mentioned how much I HATE pink??? The color pink has made me want to vomit profusely since I was a very small child. I don’t know why, but something about that color makes me feel ill. And now, every day, I am surrounded by my cubicle walls in all their pinkish glory.
My computer has decided it hates me. It, actually, it’s stopped for now, but it was making the worst noise earlier. This high pitched noise. High pitched noises bother me. I’m bothered enough by the computer and flourescent lights in this place, I don’t need my computer making additional noises. Perhaps it will feel better on Monday if I turn it off for the weekend.
That reminds me, I’m supposed to be getting a laptop. Or rather, I was supposed to have gotten a laptop in June. I dunno where it is.
*sigh*
Oh yeah, we have more crop circles!! I’m getting pissed. If this keeps up we’re not going to have any damned corn come harvest. Corn is the thing I’m most looking forward to and if I have to go to the damned farmers market to buy it after growing my own there’s going to be hell to pay. Our garden will be fenced next year and the gate will be latched securely.
Our cherry tomato’s are ripening. Hubby brought one in this morning. I cut it in half and gave him half and ate the other half. It was disgusting. Hubby said it tasted fine to him. I don’t know what the hell. I like tomato’s, but this one tasted like shit to me. I spat it out and promptly drank a can of Barq’s.
We’re getting digital phone installed on Aug 22nd. Oooooh. It’s going to end up saving us like 9 dollars a month plus our digital cable, phone and cable internet will all be on one bill. That saves me a stamp and a check as well. We’re getting like a total of 20 dollars discounted for having everything from comcast. Pretty spiffy, I’m all about saving money.
We’re looking at cell phone’s that don’t have monthly plans. I can’t justify paying for a monthly cell phone plan. I know we won’t use the damn thing. I fucking hate cell phone’s. The only reason I want one at all is in case something bad happens and we NEED it. No one will have the number. I know a lot of people say that but I’m serious. Those that know me and know how much I abhor telephone’s will understand. 🙂 I’d like to have a cell phone at my disposal for our trip to Oklahoma. Pay phone’s are getting hard to find and when you do find one half the time it’s broken.
Okay so anyway, back to work.
Now Im jelous with all your fast internet connection and everything :-p I hate it when my computer is slow as heck an won’t realize I’m pushing buttons. I hope things go quickly for you an you get everything done!
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Cell phones certainly do suck. Buy a prepaid one — you can get them at Wal Mart. NIN doesn’t help me focus. Any pre-The Fragile Trent just depresses me!
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