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In less than an hour, the Internet will come crashing down. Well, that might be how one of my users would describe it. It's more accurate to say that our servers will be shut down at noon, severing my CONNECTION to the Internet. The rest of the world will enjoy e-mail, online gambling, and porn. Just don't surf for porn at work! It's (usually) against company policy and always tacky.
My employers are moving from Westford to Chelmsford. This should shave a few minutes from my morning commute, which is always a good thing, and put me within a few exits of my roommate. This way I can continue the tradition of meeting cool people over lunch hour (waves to Eeyrg and Scrabonia). The latest word on my compensation is that because I'm self-employed, they don't have to pay me. I'm 90% positive they are wrong, but they are trying to "see what they can do." I'll call the Department of Labor on Monday and get their advice.
A fair chuck of the weekend will be taken up with organizing things at the new location, but my Friday and Saturday nights are free. I'm getting a haircut before Hell tonight, and I'm telling Jason to "make me look fabulous!" I'm sure he will rise to the occasion. Then I will dance to the mad beats spun by Heresiarch and Mothra. Tomorrow night I'm treating myself to sushi for Valentine's Day. Anyone who wants to not spend their Valentine's Day alone should contact me and come over. I will treat you to sangria and a really good salsa dip. The only stipulation is NOT to complain about being alone on Valentine's Day. Because you won't be alone, you'll be with friends.
My employers are moving from Westford to Chelmsford. This should shave a few minutes from my morning commute, which is always a good thing, and put me within a few exits of my roommate. This way I can continue the tradition of meeting cool people over lunch hour (waves to Eeyrg and Scrabonia). The latest word on my compensation is that because I'm self-employed, they don't have to pay me. I'm 90% positive they are wrong, but they are trying to "see what they can do." I'll call the Department of Labor on Monday and get their advice.
A fair chuck of the weekend will be taken up with organizing things at the new location, but my Friday and Saturday nights are free. I'm getting a haircut before Hell tonight, and I'm telling Jason to "make me look fabulous!" I'm sure he will rise to the occasion. Then I will dance to the mad beats spun by Heresiarch and Mothra. Tomorrow night I'm treating myself to sushi for Valentine's Day. Anyone who wants to not spend their Valentine's Day alone should contact me and come over. I will treat you to sangria and a really good salsa dip. The only stipulation is NOT to complain about being alone on Valentine's Day. Because you won't be alone, you'll be with friends.
