Nov. 24th, 2015 12:29 am
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Purple got snagged by lb and Mr. Netflix for lunch today, since lb and Mr. Netflix were the only representatives of the department actually in the department for lunch. Thus it was that I did not see Purple in person until it was time to go home.

I managed to wait until we were outside to apologetically point out that I would be having a worse time than expected for the next couple weeks because I'd trained pretty hard on Bearded Purple, so Beardless Purple was essentially a stranger (with, for bonus points, a smile a hell of a lot like Figment's).

It's going to be a super weird couple weeks. I'm going to be double-taking a lot.

lb had immediately given him shit upon seeing it. Purple did mention his reason for doing it, and it's a reason I fully endorse beyond the "dude, it's ... your beard? and you're the boss of your beard?" position ... but dang, I still have a hard time recognizing him without it. Despite having known him for quite some time without it, I still learned his face with it due to his directory picture.

<lb> I think we should give him some beard products
<lb> beard products are a hint to beard harder

I should be nanoing right now

Nov. 24th, 2015 12:39 pm
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[personal profile] lilacsigil is at the dentist right now. Let's send her good vibes! So many good vibes that she literally floats up out of the chair with good energy. That will be a surprise for her tiny dentist. (Also, then [personal profile] lilacsigil won't get mad that I'm writing this entry instead of catching up on my NaNo word debt so that we can watch more Jessica Jones tonight. Because we mutually pledged that we wouldn't watch it unless we make our daily word count. And now I'm behind.)

NaNo breakdown:
W13 femslash for (belated) trope bingo - 5041
Killjoys fic for for (belated) trope bingo: - 1873
Sanctuary fic for (belated) trope bingo - 1237
[Redacted fandom for Yuletide treat] - 7868
Sequel to You Can Never Go Home Again (my Tenth Doctor & Sirius fic) which also totally necessitated re-reading Prisoner of Azkaban: 11182
Person of Interest fic for no reason other than it pleases me - 11517
Total words as of last night: 38606

In other news, JESSICA JONES OMG. I would be home watching it right now if it wasn't NaNo, and if we didn't have to buy groceries and go to work and have visitors and seriously what is it with November? This always happens.

November has been surprisingly social - we met up with [personal profile] vass which was lovely, we went to a NaNo write-in for our closest region (which isn't all that close, but a bunch of them trucked up to meet us halfway, which was lovely of them.) Socialising is hard work but it's reassuring to know that I can actually do it with reasonable competence. (Reasonable competence being I didn't faceplant into my food, and I could say more than five words in a row. My personal standards are low.)

Omg, JESSICA JONES. It is everything to me, and I've only watched two episodes so far. But wow. And Luke Cage. And wow. And so many women. And I am re-reading the comics (because I have so much free time, right?)

In conclusion, please send good vibes to [personal profile] lilacsigil so I don't get in trouble.

(I won't really get in trouble. Not really really. D:)

code push done!

Nov. 22nd, 2015 07:32 pm
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We're updating the site momentarily! Once the dust settles, please let us know if anything isn't working as expected. I'll edit the entry here if we confirm any issues.

Update, 21:45: All done!

Code push!

Nov. 22nd, 2015 01:03 pm
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We are planning to do a code push in about six hours, around 5pm Pacific time.

Most of the changes with this push are cleanup and small backend fixes, but we also have a new journal style called "Pattern" with 24 themes for you to choose from, and most excitingly, QuickReply has now been enabled for journal, day, and network views.

We'll update again to let you know when the code push is in progress!

A cannoli kind of day

Nov. 18th, 2015 12:25 am
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Stopped by the bakery on my way in to work & picked up some cannoli. Left one on Purple's desk. I spied my manager and flagged her down for one. The third was mine.

Lunch was weird: the French dip sandwich was made with smoked meat & was therefore more of a bbq dip. Purple was dissatisfied with his chicken.

It has been chilly, so as threatened, Purple wore his winter jacket. He is easily spotted, as it is teal with purple trim and red accents. (It is clearly from the late 90s in Ohio. He wears it two weeks a year here. He will never replace it.)

Life goals: if I had wanted to be part of a conversation which clarified "what kind of tapioca pudding?" with a wanking gesture, followed by some ostentatious pianist/typist hand stretches, then that life goal would be complete. Context started at the premise that if the restaurant needs the locale of origin of the food in its name, the food is unlikely to convince you of the origin. It got weirder from there.

Afternoon was a super long meeting. It was an all-hands that my team felt the pressing need to attend in person. The exec went half an hour over his allotted time with finance nerdery that he was clearly super enthusiastic about explaining.

Purple was antisocial and bailed before I was out of the queue for food, but I got to chat with phone's Overlord.

Purple is unaccountably pleased by my purplish hair.

I ended yesterday evening crying in rage over an imaginary entity I call Hypothetical Woman. Hypothetical Woman is the embodiment of your irrational or rational fears of rejection. When she sees your entirely harmless but socially unacceptable (or symbolically socially unacceptable) aspects, she ridicules and shuns you. You give up hobbies to please her. I loathe her and am powerless to banish her from the sphere of attention of my dear friends. How I wish I could.

Today, I have a plan to counteract her damage in some small way.
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So, for those who might have been wondering: I am still alive. Occasionally on twitter, reading here pretty steadily - and consistently findable on gchat. I've been pretty quiet publicly, though, because it's been a lot - and finding words and just...mental space to talk about things has been hard. If you feel like I've ghosted on you, it's definitely me and not you. Not having money or a place to call yours makes a lot of things hard, including having any kind of social life.

I'm making myself post right now, though, because currently I just want to curl up into a ball and cry - and talking about what's going on is more useful. See, I was supposed to be house-sitting, starting this week, for basically the rest of the year. And now the person I was supposed to be house-sitting for has had the trip they were going on cancelled (which, tbf, is also sad for them, since the trip would've meant some really good things were being done) and I'm out of a place to live. And that's not even getting into the fact that I also can't afford to pay my storage unit rent or my cell phone bill.

Anyway, none of my backup options have played out so far - the other people I know who are going away for December already have something set up with someone else. I keep missing out on house-sitting opportunities on Craigslist. And while I have a potential house-sitting gig for the new year, before then...nada.* I don't know if letting y'all know about this will help, but I figure it can't hurt; I definitely won't be any worse off for doing it than I am now.

Basically, this past year has been tiring and shitty and lonely - and I really hoped that the groundhog bite back in August would be the inflection point, so absurd a bad thing that it just had to get better from there. It has a little. And yet I still find myself staring down December wondering what's going to happen. I'm trying; I really am - the universe just doesn't seem interested in cooperating.

So, y'know, if you know anybody in the DC area with a spare room - or in need of a house- and/or pet-sitter for the month of December - let me know? I can't really afford to pay anything, but I'm totally into trading cooking or yard-work or a spot of child-care, if that would make things work for someone. I hate having to ask - asking sucks - but I just...want to get through this year.

That's all.

*nada that keeps me where I've got connections and any kind of support structure, anyway. And, y'know, where I can get around by public transit.

Today, the kiwi is mine.

Nov. 16th, 2015 11:49 pm
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Went to bed early; woke up early. Went to work in a timely fashion. Was early enough to get a kiwi (not wiki, fingers!). Purple told me that I would not have wanted his kiwi, as it had been rock hard. My kiwi was similarly hard. We walked abruptly away from this line of conversation, as there was nowhere it could go that wouldn't become worse.

The conversations between my team and the database vendors had me at one point stomping into Haystack's office with a very "CAN YOU FUCKING BELIEVE THIS?!?!" gait. His officemate was somewhat surprised. This was, I believe, when the sales guy suggested that the actual fucking bug that Haystack and I had managed to replicate (on two different installs) was user error.

Fishie and I are working out logistics for her visit.

Got "key member" orientated at my hackerspace this weekend. (I didn't bother at the old location because there would have been no point -- my knees couldn't do that many stairs casually, and the person who needs the elevator could never have been the first one in or last one out.) I have plans that may all turn out to nothing but something may come of them.

Re-did my blue dye this weekend, and just in time, too: Purple declared that he'd have had to start calling me the Bronze Lunatic instead. :-P

I brought a box of buttons cookies to work. ;)

In dim indoor light, you can almost mistake my hair for a natural color. In bright light, it is very very much bright. Right now my hair is a fantastic gradient from purple to teal. I am delight ^_^ One of the people in the cafeteria complimented me on my purple hair, right in front of Purple. He seemed pleased.

Dear gender-norm-enforcing fuckheads of the world: you drain the joy from everything you touch and the rest of us would be justified in leaving you to the hollow shell of a world that you're assiduously trying to create. Also, I am probably larger and scarier than you, and you wouldn't like me when I am specifically angry at you for hurting one of my own.

Dear dudes who like nifty old buttons: this is a hobby I can totally get behind.

I wind up talking through basically everything with Purple these days, and Friday night's assorted woe was no exception. It was kind of a terrible night for everybody, and it did me good to hear his side of things. After examining my reactions for a while, I've determined that my phobia gives me various amounts of space based on how much I am/am called upon to be the grown-ass adult in the situation. A short list. )

I picked up dinner. Before I placed my order, though, I got out of the way so two people going out could pass me, and the younger enthusiastically asked me what hairdye was that because she had been longing for purple hair and my hair was exactly the color. So I wrote it down for her on her phone, and included the bleach too, because her hair is darker than mine.

Kiwifruit, and other euphemisms

Nov. 14th, 2015 02:05 am
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I seem to be sleeping nearly enough again, which is a relief. I am no longer compelled to get out of bed and stay awake if I wake up a little too early, but I'm also not falling asleep randomly during the day either. That said, this morning I realized my timing was pretty close if I was going to get to that meeting on time. I got lunch on my way in, then parked in one of the upper lots that appears a lot further from the building than it actually is. I arrived exactly on time. The host of the meeting was already there, but no one else was. (I could in fact have parked in the usual place and walked, and been more on time than most of the people.)

I am sure that everyone else who was supposed to be at this meeting would have been able to contribute usefully. I hope my one suggestion was useful, but I was there for logistics and nothing they were hammering out was remotely related. Since they were not done, another meeting has been scheduled for next week. I intend to call in.

Read more... )


Nov. 13th, 2015 11:09 am
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"Interesting shirt," I said politely* to Purple as he sat down at lunch.

* It was not actually polite. I should, instead, have made no remark.

"Interesting? I thought it was actually pretty bland," he said. 'It' was a heather grey and burgundy sweatshirt with a polo collar, in a pattern that only made sense if you were an athletic supporter and those were your team colors.

"Well... what I meant was, that is not the sort of thing you usually wear and it makes you look like Soccer Coach Dad," I said.

We proceeded to clown around with the character of Donald Trump, Soccer Coach Dad ("Ice cream is for winners!") and Hippie Soccer Coach Dad. Good times were had by all.

Apparently he has a number of cool-weather shirts that he doesn't get the chance to wear very often in Silicon Valley weather. What he misses are sweaters. I narrowly avoided walking into a wall at the thought of Purple in (possibly terrible) sweaters.

This is not a picture of the actual shirt. This is a picture of a similar shirt with the pattern colored in. The back of the shirt, of course, is plain grey, adding to the confusion when you see it from angles other than straight on.

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[Me: remove the password reset from the login screen on this SaaS tool.

Helpdesk: It looks like you got logged in after you sent this, please confirm.

Me: I got logged in before I sent this.]

I will explain why it is terrible user experience to have the password reset UI displayed to the users on the app when the password is set centrally, if necessary. Please let me know if your department needs that explanation.

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Tuesday lunch: hmm, it's noon-thirty, and Purple's gone idle. I wonder -- nah, he sends the lunch ping, I bet he got caught up in a meeting. *proceeds with inbox*
"So uh, I forgot to send the lunch ping... we've only been sitting down for 5, 10 minutes..."

Sudden rush of warmth. I ping Mr. Tux and waltz off to join my friends. I am wanted, and ultimately not forgotten.

Purple's been working late hours. I am sympathetic, but can't do much other than share my pomegranate. He's typically not a pomegranate kind of guy, but I've been finding unexpectedly non-bitter ones to share. Today's was bitter-er (I warned him, he tasted and was all "yup", so I didn't offer more).

On my way in to work, the sun hit the nails I'd polished last night. "That's bathing suit color!" I thought, inexplicably.

Hilarious misunderstanding with the Dean over a venue. My group is in fact doing two large-group things in quick succession, so the two tickets were fully legit.

I had a weird succession of dreams last night. The first, and fully printable, one was about a hackerspace situation Read more... )

Hemi semi demi squats

Nov. 12th, 2015 04:39 pm
st_aurafina: Plus sized lady in a pink bathing suit, completely underwater (Exercise: Swimming)
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Brief discussion of workout matters, no weight loss talk, some swearing )

Nano goes:

I went with fanfic, because I plain old ran out of time to plan the original fic properly. It's going okay? First week was wobbly, because things kept happening, but I'm on track now. For the time being.

W13 femslash for (belated) trope bingo: 5K
(How much fun is W13!! I love writing it! I had forgotten how much I love it.)
Sanctuary fic for (belated) trope bingo: 1K
Killjoys fic for for (belated) trope bingo: 2K
[Redacted fandom] for Yuletide treat: 8K
POI fic for no reason other than it pleases me: 3K

I didn't make the trope_bingo deadline, but I'll hopefully have something to post during the amnesty. I might even have a line. So that's a good thing.

I'm in the middle of the POI fic, that has somehow come out with Harold POV. Why? Why would I do this to myself? I'm not like Harold, and I know bugger all about computers, so I'm constantly having to look up terminology. This is why I like to write doctors and scientists. I can fake that stuff with some authenticity. Harold is a rod for my own back. (Still love him, though!)

My actual Yuletide prompt is a little intimidating but entirely doable. Just need some canon review. And some time for some canon review.


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