Unfortunately, the funniest thing that happened today is so contextual it won't make any sense to anyone who doesn't work where I do. This is one of the few times in my life I literally could NOT stop laughing. Laid on the keyboard, my instructor almost patting my shoulder because, seriously, only I could manage something like this.

Okay, I'll try it like this.

The new system that's being implemented around the end of the month is what we're being trained to use--a lot of automation for some basic tasks, new stuff, etc. Lots of stuff we're used to doing by hand, so expect me to lose any ability to write with a pen soon. Anyway, we were learning how to edit cases, and one of the exercises is to add a child to one of the cases.

Sounds simple, right?

It actually IS. I skipped a step by accident, but came back to it and finished up, then couldn't figure out why the program didn't tally right. Hmm, thought I, so I went to look. Child had been made Head of Household, which is basically a term for the parent of the family who made the application. I also had managed not to actually add him to anything except in this one record.

I'll fix! I thought. Easy.

One hour, forty five minutes later, Child was still there, still head of household, and not moving. I tried to delete him off the case--he would not delete. I took away his social security number and his ability to speak English--okay, that last part was just malice, but his Swahili was excellent, I might add. Nothing. Finally, my instructor leaning over me, I asked if I could kill him.

Between the two of us, we could not find the function that let us declare him dead.

Stupid Refusing To Die Fictional Kid on a Case. Unfortunately, these cases are what we've been building from the beginning of the course--I can't just delete it off and start over, because I don't have all the information anymore. So. Stupid Non-Dying Fictional Child is still there, still mocking me, and I cant' use that case to go any farther.

Okay, use this case, Instructor says, giving me a new case number that was around the same level as mine had been before Stupid Non-Dying Fictional Child refused to go away. This one I errored out on several times and it gave me a Please Call System Administrator warning when I was trying to add his school information. Huh, says professor. He found another one and watched entranced as I managed, and neither of us know how, to get the entire family disqualified.

He worked my first case and then my third, and could not figure out what on earth I'd managed to do. I could have found a bug in the system. Either that, he theorizes, or I emit a strange, magnetic forcefield of some kind that is, in fact, causing the computer to become the technological equivalent of insane.

Either those two, or, he said, looking me in the eye, or my work computer is, in fact, really that pissed about the technodultery.

I. Am. So. Tired. One more day. Even I can't crash a system in one day. I think.

Isn't it nice there's fic to read when I drag myself home?

":A HREF="http://www.livejournal.com/users/scribblinlenore/29585.html" TARGET="_Top">Billy Swanson. Oh wow. Clark and Lana, Clark and Lex, and passion. The achingly slow, careful exploration and realization, almost inevitablity, just completely captivated me. Sad, painfully accurate Lana, wonderfully written Clark, and a Lex still avoiding. I love it. And you will too.

Quote of the Day

Has anyone ever actually freed a cock from its denim prison?

What's the procedure for that? Is there a parole hearing first? What if the cock is a repeat offender? Or if it's spent time in solitary? Does a plea for clemency help at all?

How about a record of good behavior?

I want to marry reetchick when I grow up. I really, really do.

Why I Friended You: Volume III

I swear, I was going to finish tonight, but I am fried. Hopefully, have enough energy to read porn. Or at least, look at it longingly.

*hugs to everyone*

No particular order here, just grabbing and answering as I can.

transtempts -- don't hate me--I don't remember the specific reason why I friended you originally, but I can tell you why I love reading your LJ. It's the Angel spoilers and occasional thoughts you have on it, amongst a LOT of other things, but that's what jumps out. I was SO not watching the damn show (in mourning for Doyle, you see). I avoided, avoided, avoided, then ran across something you posted before the Conner/Cordy thing and I was like, huh. Maybe.... *sighs* Now I'm addictd, dammit. Stupid show. *grins* And your daily commentary is a LOT of fun to read. Short, slightly ironic, and giggle-inducing at times.

goss -- it was the South Park thing--Beth sent me a ton of graphics on CD and I fell in love with those and had, had, had to find the creator. You know, as to keep up more easily and all. I love your art and your sense of humor, and I really get a huge kick out of your LJ. *grins* It just makes me happy.

edie22 -- I could not, for the life of me, find the log I made of some IRC chats, because that's where we met forever ago, but yeah. I liked chatting with you there and when you came to LJ, of course, HAD to keep up. Plus, EXTREMELY hot fic, and your LJ always has something vaguely off-beat about it that makes me want to come back and check it out.

ladyvyola -- I started reading your LJ when I was still in diaryland--it was just a good way to keep up with Ljdom and still stay where I was. *g* You crated and maintain that wonderful icon communtity I like to visit sometimes, and you're just so all-around nice that it's one of the few places I go when I just don't want anything even VAGUELY gripey floating around my head. *hugs* And you do some seriously good recs.

nestra -- Hmm. I think your reputation preceded you in this one--I'd read some of your work and enjoyed it, and when you came on LJ, really, had to keep up and see what you did. I like following what you do and how you do it, and you do some wonderfully diverse recs. LJ-stalking. It's all the rage. *g*

*****

I have chocolate, tea (apricot, Bencheley), and porn. Okay. Relaxing commences....now.

But seriously? Stupid Fictional Kid IS going to die. I'm so feeling the deathy vibes here.

Five Ways Clark Kent Didn't Get Laid by Celli. Tell me you aren't in love with her. Go ahead. Just try. Because whoa doggies, does Clark get out there. Whee! All are good. Some are surprising. And man, the hotness never ends. Go Celli!

I'm random AND wired AND high on chocolate. I love Nestle. I swear, it can almost make up for anything. Even the tooth sitch.

Since a few people want to know why I friended them, I'll start now while I have time and a lot of good vibes. And also off the cuff, like, first impressions wise.

Okay, here we go.

celli Okay, I'm not sure of the original reason I friended you, though I think--*think*--it was during my SV blitz of reading everyone who wrote something I liked. However, that's not the make or break for friending. I liked your LJ. *grins* It's strange, I know, but when someone friends me or I find someone interesting, I usually try and make time to read two weeks worth of their LJ to see what kind of person they are, what they do, how they think, etc. And I really, really loved your LJ--upbeat, interesting, fun, with all these little slices of life in the fannishness. And I dearly love your work--seriously, it's so good and so consisent and you do really unusual things, and it makes me want to keep up with you. After we started chatting, it just became--more focused. *grins* I like you, therefore, I shall read your journal daily. Perhaps several times a day, even.

wubba -- *grins* This I remember, since it was relatively recent. I'd JUST decided not to friend anyone else for a few months, since I was having trouble keeping up, and then I stumbled across a link to something--oh, a few weeks before. That I'd MISSED. And you know, intentions, whatever, I had to friend immediately. I really do enjoy your LJ a lot, and it's--I want to say soothing, but that sounds really dumb. It's just nice to read it. Relaxing? You're just fun. And I really, really like fun.

kernzelda -- okay, I went to your LJ after you friended me--I can't remember how long after, so don't ask. And immediately, of course, forgot to do my two week read, and then--hmm. I want to say you commented in my LJ, and I looked at it and thought, hmm. I recognize that name! So I went to your LJ and liked it. Though seriously, you don't post enough there. You had interesting comments in my LJ that made me want to keep up with you and see what else you were thinking. Which is, apparently, a lot. Very happy with this.

lainy122 -- okay, mea culpa, I don't remember why. The two week rule though was in effect if I remember the time period correctly, though. But how about this--I keep reading because you make me laugh a lot. Like Celli, you make your life sound like so much fun and I like reading about it. It's--relaxing just to sit down and giggle with some coffee, you know? And this title Hey, I've been turned into a cow. Can I go home? for an entry? How the hell would I ever be able to stay away? Of course, I can't. But yes, for all those reasons.

weredonit your username. *grins* No, not that. Well, I don't think so, anyway. *thinks* Your icon? No, hold on, let me think. *grins* I like your take on fandom when you feel like it. I've never seen you be malicious at any time to anyone. And I wanted to get to know you, in that LJfannish way, so LJ was the perfect place to do so. You have this gift of snark that just does good things for me.

dijianna -- hmm. Okay, I remember because you posted in my LJ in comments, and I went to your LJ while surfing to check out what you were up to. I simply loved your recs journal--good reading! yay!--but I also found your thoughts engaging enough to want to follow along, just to see where you'd go. I'm such a sucker for interesting, provoking thinkers.

valentinemichel - I remember this. Again, relative recentness. Yay! I was looking at your work in Level Three, actually, and then noted that someone by that name was in LJ--I think you had friended me. Interested, I went to check it out, and lo! It was the writer! So okay, not so much a huge Clexer, but you wrote so well. And your posts amused me hugely. You also think a lot, and I like people who do that. In comments in my LJ, you left really thought-provoking stuff that really got me thinking. And I like that, too. And seriously, that bend toward the dark? Does good, good things to me. Few writers do it well and consistently at the same time, but your take is so--unusual. It kept my attention riveted. Even if I didn't think I'd agree with the characterization normally, your stories reconciled me to it. That make sense?

fox1013 *grins* Remember when we met in chat? I just barely recall, but I thought you were cool there, and I liked you, therefore, I friended you. And I never, ever find you boring. You like to rant, but it's not ever the kind of stuff that makes me feel like you're being militant or agenda-izing. They're cool to read. And I like you. *g* I love how your mind works--the most bizarre tangents, the most interesting and strange posts, seriously, it's sometimes hard to look away. Muppets, I ask you! MUPPETS! *G*

Okay, more later. Must think of porn. Porn. Porn. NEED it.