haruspex: babylon (lady of babylon)
( Nov. 29th, 2008 04:49 pm)


You are The High Priestess


Science, Wisdom, Knowledge, Education.


The High Priestess is the card of knowledge, instinctual, supernatural, secret knowledge. She holds scrolls of arcane information that she might, or might not reveal to you. The moon crown on her head as well as the crescent by her foot indicates her willingness to illuminate what you otherwise might not see, reveal the secrets you need to know. The High Priestess is also associated with the moon however and can also indicate change or fluxuation, particularly when it comes to your moods.


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haruspex: babylon (Default)
( Nov. 21st, 2008 03:26 pm)
Working on Christmas.
haruspex: pretty stained glass (stained glass)
( Nov. 19th, 2008 12:56 am)
"In 1983 I was a spotty 19-year-old, just starting university and three years away from my first short story sale — a bad cyberpunk homage (think William Gibson meets William Burroughs). I’d read Neuromancer and it did weird things to my skull, and I was bugging Bruce to mail me copies of Cheap Truth. I really wanted to be a big bad cyberpunk … … And then one morning in the late 1990s I woke up and realized I was working for a dot-com startup, sleeping on a futon with a girlfriend who had purple dreadlocks in an apartment with eighteen or so decaying computers in various states of disrepair; we were eating cheap malaysian take-aways and I was really pissed off with my employers and plotting a defection of the developer team to a rival corporation, and this whole cyberpunk lifestyle thing was much better to read about, thank you very much and good night!" - Charlie Stross
haruspex: babylon (fish)
( Nov. 17th, 2008 07:27 pm)
The world always needs NOClings, which is probably why I'm still getting recruitment offers here and there in the inbox. It's kind of depressing that the requirements for the company are misspelled, though. Highly tempting to return the letters to the source with the errors highlighted and a kind note about using correct spelling and punctuation.
haruspex: candle (candle)
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( Nov. 14th, 2008 12:52 am)
Back to horrible migraines and stabbing pains behind the eyes. Suspect I need to get this looked at. Also suspect is stress-related. Not good.

That's all.
haruspex: babylon (gir!)
( Nov. 10th, 2008 02:12 pm)
"Internet Initiative Japan (IIJ) said it will open a new data center in Nerima district of Tokyo in March 2009."

Better get martial artist insurance.
haruspex: babylon (gir!)
( Nov. 9th, 2008 09:40 am)
Also have massive box of Penguin Mints sitting behind me as supplies laid in for the rest of Q4. I'm going to pay for this, but a girl needs to stay the hell awake for some things.

Meanwhile, awful fog on top of the brain has cleared off, praise Enki. It's going to be a very productive day.
haruspex: pretty stained glass (stained glass)
( Nov. 9th, 2008 09:40 am)
Productive week, despite doses of utter failure preceding it. Took Monday off for some much needed decompression and hermitry, then came back and had a very fun and informative week at work doing projects and learning a fair bit. Worked on extra day on Thursday, partially for the hell of it and partially to learn how a specific system was set up.

Had a little date with an OPM agent related to RS's clearance. Said agent got lost two or three times on a single road in Ashburn trying to find the Starbucks I'd settled on. This ended with me going and finding the agent, and a short conversation along these lines:

"So, you see him every day?"
"Yeah, he's my roommate."
"Do you ever have dinner with him?"
"Frequently."
"Do you ever go out to dinner with him?"
"Oh yeah, all the time."
"Just the two of you?"
"Yeah, we're..." *long pause* "Not like that, though, ew, it'd be like dating my Dad!"

The conversation came to an abrupt end five minutes later. OPM agent looked like he wanted to eat his tie and get the hell away as soon as possible. Poor guy.

Went shooting a short time afterwards with RS and Kimby. Spent a good amount of time with RS's M1 Carbine (made by IBM - it's a machine for conducting international business), and the Delta Elite, which decided to be a complete bitch despite putting 120 rounds downrange with it. Or maybe because of that. I managed to come out of this without aching wrists. On the downside, firing the Mark II I'm so fond of now feels like absolutely nothing, which is somewhat depressing.

Spent Sunday slacking. Trying to shove too much into my days off has proved to be a Bad Plan: need more days doing very little or nothing and catching up on my sleep, especially this time of year.
haruspex: babylon (Default)
( Nov. 7th, 2008 09:39 am)
Amazon is eating my life again. I managed to miss the Sisters of Mercy on the 5th, despite buying tickets and filling in the date on my work calendar. And theoretically, despite taking the day off. I hear it was a really good show, too.

Augh!
haruspex: babylon (Default)
( Nov. 5th, 2008 10:39 pm)
I go back on night shift in December.
haruspex: babylon (Default)
( Nov. 5th, 2008 02:42 pm)
Dammit, California.
...after spending seventeen hours at work and crashing at the hotel down the block.


1) Waking up to discover you're apparently heading into downtown DC at 1300, on a day you work, to pick up your brother.
2) By falling out of bed and clawing for your pager in blind panic, as, despite the fact that you don't have to be at the site until 1000-1100, you are still oncall.
3) There is apparently another page, as someone else was too stupid to handle it.
4) You aren't getting breakfast.


Grehhhh. [livejournal.com profile] wombat_socho, you need to call me and get shit straightened out, okay? Dumping the "you will pick up your brother" thing on me at the last minute is not kosher.
Four hours of sleep. Finished packing, showering, getting things in order before leaving. Despite my best attempts, I managed to forget something. As usual. Unfortunately, this time, it was my ID. I had a chance of getting to the apartment, but decided against it, as I had about an hour until boarding, and didn't like the chances of making it through security and to the C gates on time.

Feh. On the bright side, female TSA agent who patted me down was really cute, and I got through security in about fifteen minutes, five of which was spent geeking out at the TSA guys who were going through my backpack. Still not in favor of the security checkpoints, etc, but I could have had a much, much worse experience.

Of course, between this and the railroad spike I forgot about in my carry-on earlier this year, I'm probably on some kind of TSA shit list at this point. Oh well.
haruspex: babylon (Default)
( Oct. 12th, 2008 02:56 pm)
Note to self. When confronted with people who weird you out, but are generally Good Folk while sleep-deprived and stressed, do not panic and vanish at first opportunity.

Even less pleasing: finding out that the e-mail address you had doesn't work when trying to send an apology.
So instead of my last shift until the 23rd happening to be this Saturday, my schedule has abruptly been jerked around for the second time in a month or two. The new schedule has me working this next Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, which ends up giving me very little time to properly pack for my vacation. Most likely, I'll end up getting two to three hours of sleep before I have to hop a plane to Washington State.

I have a vague (but undocumented) promise to give me the 19th - 25th off, and once again, nothing to DO with that time. If I'd had more warning, I could have made plans for going somewhere and doing SOMETHING with all that time I'm spending my vacation hours on, but I've got nothing.

I'm very, very angry and upset.
haruspex: babylon (Sad Hitler)
( Oct. 6th, 2008 11:50 pm)
Soundgarden - Superunknown
Groan. Never has being burnt out and bitter rewarded me so very well. I've been given various projects at work that'll make me look awesome when completed, but lead to me having no time for any of my own personal time - this means that until I get my rack up and accessible via the home box so I can SSH and telnet into it, I'll only be working on the CCNA during my weekend. It also means that National Novel Writing Month just went out the window, as my inspiration has dropped to approximately zilch.

It's certainly a learning experience, though, as are the accompanied bruises, muscle strain, cuts, and abrasions. "What does not kill me..."
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