A.) Wireless Router Woes, in which I want to get a new router because mine is messing up.
The correct answer was given by circeniko suggesting that instead of buying a new router, change the channel. It has only dropped once since then. We will call her godlike now.
B.) It's Like Waiting For Vesuvius and Getting a Spring Shower, aka The Work Wiki
You will all be relieved to know the following occurred:
1.) It is so not done. In fact, it's not even started! Due to...
2.) They have petitioned for new staff because this is too much work and they just don't have the time, leading to...
3.) Me telling my boss give me three hours and the admin passwords to HHSC and I can get it done and running. Yeah, that didn't happen. But he thought it was funny. Also, seriously, new fucking staff? We barely get pens!
There is no wiki yet. Also, they refuse to give any of us admin access to the wiki they have not yet started, which you know, that's useful and wrong and I'm going to fix that because one of the tech guys is really nice and I'll bribe him with a jump drive because my projects are mine and taking this away is dangerous like whoa. You know. In a very non-violent way that is not any kind of threat, do I need to disclaim my pointless proclamations?
Government bureaucracy rocks.
C.) Beta Help Plz where I asked for a beta on a dS fic.
Okay, this one is tricky. I got my betas back. I read them. At some point between then and now, I completely lost confidence in the story. I have had, in effect, a crisis of fictional faith.
I find this troubling and hilarious, because how is that not funny? It's not like it has ever stopped me before; I bathe and breathe my incompetence with certain subjects in the firm notion that I don't mind being bad at it so much as being scared of it, which probably explains a lot. But yes. Loss of confidence. There. That baby is not moving. Kinda wanna kill it just to watch it die.
D.) Self-Destruction by Stock Market and Mutual Funds (various entries)
Still am not penniless and destitute. Am feeling bad for google, though. They are having a rough couple of months.
So on one of my rare forays into the World Outside My Immediate Flist, which was a mistake....
Brown Sugar, No Thanks by emily_shore, which is about--I need a second here--a political pic comm which has questionable tags including such sterling and totally unracially-charged and classy terms as "brown sugar" and "spicy curry manwich".
Well, there's also the Nazi theme day thing, because we all need that little spurt of sheer unmitigated horror.
Add that to the Prop 8 horror (cannot find link, kinda wishing I could wipe the memory away) and I say humanity is in time out until, I don't even know. When it's not as terrifying to know they exist.
Nope. Still can't sleep.