Sunday, March 03, 2002
It's Sunday morning and I'm blogging again. I haven't blogged in quite a while and I'm getting back into the flow of things. It's been a big week around here and it all is leading up to tomorrow's pending disaster.
Can you hear them?
They talk about us
Telling lies
Well that's no surprise
Tuesday, March 05, 2002
Got to Love It
Mid-Morning on a Tuesday, I have a blog in front of me as I'm in the middle of reinstalling my system. So far so good on that note.
I was able to get the old motherboard out. I removed the heatsink and the processor. The heatsink was pretty much coated in thermal tape residue so I had to get all of that off with some nail polish remover. It took a while to figure out the exact way to put the thermal compound on the chip and the heatsink, let alone get the both back on the motherboard, but I think I managed. Though I think Rachel, who was IM'ing me during the process, aged two years in the time it took for me to put the damn things in.
Monday, March 11, 2002
Back
It's Monday morning and I'm back from a business conference. I must say I had a pretty good time. I met the people I worked with for the first time. Since I work online I've known some of these people for 10 years now without actualy having a face or a voice (other than rare phone sessions) to put with a person. So it was nice for all of us to get together and just get to know each other.
Wednesday, March 20, 2002
The Great Experiment
Writing on the first day of spring as the snow falls outside my window and I've posed the question "On the Equinox, can you stand snowflakes on their edges?" to anyone who will listen.
I'm not in a very good mood. I have a headache and I'm still wondering what the hell TechTV's dreaded Powers that Be were thinking with the Screen Savers experiment last night.
Saturday, March 23, 2002
Saturday Morning Blues
It's after midnight here and I'm feeling incredibly old as I sit in the glow of my computer screen.
Got bad news today. Devastating news. News that just turned my world on its ear and news that hurt a great deal more than I was prepared for.
Sunday, March 24, 2002
Sunday Morning
It's Sunday morning and I'm doing a bit better. I'm not as depressed as I was on Friday. I kind of pride myself on the ability to get over anything in under a week or over a weekend, but this one I really don't know when I'll be over. It's serious. So we'll see.


