My boss seemingly wants me to work for nothing, and half-expects me to attend a meeting in ten minutes.



I attended the meeting. I am floored. I have no idea how he's going to pull everything together.

I want to help, but I have a family to consider. Not to mention a tiny shred of sanity left.

That's pretty much what I told him, too.

This is me, wanting and trying to help, while backing away, slowly.

This entire situation is extremely surreal. Like watching a trainwreck in slow motion.

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Gah, health insurance. If the company goes under, I get no COBRA.

Considering the difficulty I had trying to get local insurance when I moved, this could get ugly.

Paul and I might have to get married! O_O

Hrm. I was trying to find a post about my travails with obtaining health insurance.

I couldn't find anything, but get this-- apparently, I used to be funny. Who knew?

I will work on getting my funny back. Promise.

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O Canada Day! Folks' home and native land!
True patriot love in all thy kids command.
With glowing hearts we see thee rise,
The True North strong and free!
From far and wide, O Canada Day,
Folks stand on guard for thee.
God keep that land glorious and free!
O Canada Day, folks get the day off for thee.
O Canada Day, folks get the day off for thee.

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So, today I should get my video card, which means I can start re-building my system. I'll have the technology. I'll have the capability to build a system that doesn't suck. This system will be that system. Better than it was before. Better, stronger, faster, harder, better, faster, stronger (more than, hour, our, never).

I've never attached a processor to a motherboard-- my last one came burned-in and tested. That's the only part that really scares me.

Most of the Really Important Stuff on my system has been copied to my FreeAgent, which I love and am going to marry. I should probably format the two HDDs I won't be reusing, but I probably won't. I'll just stick 'em in a closet 'til whenever. Maybe I'll put one in Zack's system, who knows.

And no, I don't intend to build this one naked. Heh, I'd totally forgotten about that until duinlas mentioned it the other day. Sadly, I don't have a copy of that photo anymore... it's on my old system, the contents of which were never fully copied over to this one. It's still sitting in a box. In my office closet. Where all old parts go to die. Where the extra HDDs will eventually end up (unless I pop one into Z's system).

So instead of pictures of me, naked, five years ago, here's me as a guest on The Simpsons:



It's freaky how closely that resembles me.

Okie dokie, I'm a gonna go shower, then call unemployment, and then start copying to my FreeAgent any last bits of data I don't want to lose. Oh, and maybe micro up some lunch along the way.

I should really take a moment to submit a few receipts to the office, too. There's no way I could submit everything (I don't think I've submitted a phone bill in a year-- which is my own darned fault, but I was trying to save the company a little money-- I'm ridiculous, I know) but I should at least submit for a few things. Heck, after 14 years I didn't even get a penny's severance pay, I should at least get my printer ink taken care of, no?

~Hugs to those who need 'em, those who want 'em, and those who don't run away quickly enough~

I'm feeling all kinds of: hungry
What I hear: fans whirring