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GOOD MORNING LIVEJOURNAL.

If you can see this, my email post worked again. MAGIC.

Um anyway, so I still can't load LJ at all and yes I have tried other
browsers and clearing my cache. You cannot fix this for me, guys, because LJ
is FUNDAMENTALLY BROKEN.

I know it will come back, someday, some bright day, but until then if you
would like to move over to Dreamwidth or at least use it as a backup or be
able to comment under your own name there, we're having a codefest on the
copperbadge blog over there:

http://copperbadge.dreamwidth.org/500183.html

Come on down and say hi.

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I have no idea what possessed me to drink a third of a chai soy latte this morning.

Actually, yes I do. One of the staff has been really demanding lately and today she showed up with two cups from Starbucks and said, "I brought you a coffee to apologise for being a pain!"

I told her that was very sweet, but I can't have coffee. She said, "Oh, I got a Chai too!"

Now, Chais are also caffeinated, and caffeine is the reason I can't have coffee. But I love them, and I haven't had one in at least five years, possibly longer. I haven't had any significant caffeine in that time -- no coffee, very little caffeinated tea. I know, from a guy named Starbuck this is highly ironic.

So I accepted the Chai, and sipped it judiciously, and still by mid-morning the world was gently vibrating. If you haven't had caffeine in years, Chai is like cocaine.

Won't be doing that for at least another five years.

Probably a good day to caffeinate, though. The job ad has posted for BossBoss's job, and I have applied, and as soon as I applied Overboss was all "Here, you need to learn this new database software program and develop a protocol for it. In a couple of weeks I'll have someone train you on this other database software program. Can you make them get along?"

Fortunately, when it comes to data management, I can make those motherfuckers DANCE. By spring they will have little database babies.

As apparent amends for dumping a database on my head, Overboss also dumped a catalogue on my desk and said, "Pick a phone and a voice plan for your official work cellphone. You should probably get an iPhone."

HELL YES I WILL GET AN IPHONE. And then just to prove I am not a total corporate drone I will covertly buy a TARDIS skin for it.

Cognitive dissonance is no longer just a feeling. It is now my way of life.