Random thing you loathe right now.

Not a single game that I've voted for this Steam sale has won.

Thanks Jay, I'll give that a shot. I think it was a cold that my wife and daughter #2 had, but it was definitely bronchitis that daughter #1 ended up with. We'll just have to see which mine turns out to be. For now I'm still at my desk, just sucking down tea as fast as I can make it. As long as I keep that going down, the forest fire in my throat is somewhat manageable.

Feeling sick to my stomach while I'm trying to pack. We're down to the last few days before we leave and I'm trying to get the rest of the stuff we're taking all ready to be shoved onto the truck. All the repetitive bending and standing really isn't helping that feeling of possibly losing my breakfast. I think half of it is just I'm a bundle of nerves and worry right now, and half fighting off sickness since Christmas.
I'm just hoping it goes away, or at least waits until we're settled.

The question "How was your New Years?"

This is about as personal as I get, but I'm having a bad day.

Just too much stuff, man. Too much to deal with.

My lead as someone in charge. "She/He" selfishness is terrible and makes bad decisions. Not a bad person but still... ugg.

NSMike wrote:

Not a single game that I've voted for this Steam sale has won.

First World Problems.

I hate having to walk across a cold tile floor in the morning to the bathroom.

Hurricanes. Even though this one is pretty mild, we're not allowed to leave the house. That means, no daycare for my son, and an entire workday for me shot to hell.
And I need to turn in a paper tomorrow... Yikes.

Trying to make plans with other people.

This shouldn't be complicated!

Teneman wrote:

Finally getting caught by the cold/flu/bronchitis/whatever that I've been fighting off for the last two months. Most of the family succumbed over the last few weeks and are all better now, and I'm just hitting the downward spiral. At least I fought it off until after Disney/Thanksgiving/Shareholder's Meeting/Christmas/Year End/New Year's.

Chalk me up there with this, too. Both my brother and father-in-law had some sort of sickness during the holidays, and it hit me pretty quickly. I went from having a slight tickle in my throat yesterday morning, to a little bit rougher cough in the evening, and finally woke up today with the shakes.

Yaaaay trip to urgent care

It's five degrees here as I'm about to walk to work. Five! I'm from the South, damnit!

Vrikk wrote:

I hate having to walk across a cold tile floor in the morning to the bathroom.

Get yourself some slippers, keep them near enough your bed that you can slide into them easily and presto - no more cold floors.

Falling asleep at my desk, with my legs tucked beneath me. Makes for a mean case of the "my legs fell asleep and now I'm whimpering as I cross the living room".
Ouch. Super ouch.

Also, hurricanes and not being allowed to leave the house. (yup, still hung up on that one)

Forgetting to set the thermostat schedule so that it's blasting the bedroom with scorching hot air at 4:30 am, getting up to turn the heat down, thus giving the signal to all the cats that it's time to get up and run around and get into loud things and knock stuff around and chew on boxes and jump down from the headboard onto the bed.

Eleima wrote:

Falling asleep at my desk, with my legs tucked beneath me. Makes for a mean case of the "my legs fell asleep and now I'm whimpering as I cross the living room".
Ouch. Super ouch.

I tend to sit on one or both legs at work and then end up limping across the office when I need to get up for something.

At my old job, I got up really fast not realizing my foot was asleep and fell right over into the cube wall. Crash!

For some reason I had a complete greyout this morning when I woke up at 6AM to go to the bathroom. Nearly fell right into the toilet.

Quintin_Stone wrote:

Forgetting to set the thermostat schedule so that it's blasting the bedroom with scorching hot air at 4:30 am, getting up to turn the heat down, thus giving the signal to all the cats that it's time to get up and run around and get into loud things and knock stuff around and chew on boxes and jump down from the headboard onto Yellek's stomach.

FTFY

That's how Houdini died.

I loathe so many things today. SO many things.
My stomach has been getting worse the last few days, and I've been having periods of just throwing up everything. Pair that magic with an intense migraine and that has been my life for the last 12 hours. I woke up early this morning after about 2 hours of restless sleep, I finally decided to just give up and finish packing up stuff since it all needs to go in the truck tonight so we can be on our way tomorrow morning. Before I even managed to get a little breakfast, I stepped straight onto a sewing pin that I apparently missed when I was picking up everything out of my sewing kit that had fallen and exploded open.
After that things were rather uneventful, just fighting off the urge to throw up while packing. Nothing too big.
Then I learn that we had to pay a little over $500 extra on a truck reservation for some bullsh*t reason. Our budget for this move is already incredibly small, scraping things down to the last dollar. I have no idea how to even fix this situation other than just hope, and possibly cry, then throw up.
Sounds about right.

St.Hillary wrote:

I loathe so many things today. SO many things.
My stomach has been getting worse the last few days, and I've been having periods of just throwing up everything. Pair that magic with an intense migraine and that has been my life for the last 12 hours. I woke up early this morning after about 2 hours of restless sleep, I finally decided to just give up and finish packing up stuff since it all needs to go in the truck tonight so we can be on our way tomorrow morning. Before I even managed to get a little breakfast, I stepped straight onto a sewing pin that I apparently missed when I was picking up everything out of my sewing kit that had fallen and exploded open.
After that things were rather uneventful, just fighting off the urge to throw up while packing. Nothing too big.
Then I learn that we had to pay a little over $500 extra on a truck reservation for some bullsh*t reason. Our budget for this move is already incredibly small, scraping things down to the last dollar. I have no idea how to even fix this situation other than just hope, and possibly cry, then throw up.
Sounds about right.

Wow! [hugs]

Do you guys still have that ChipIn available?

My brother's been with this great woman named Beth for a long time now. If you've ever seen a couple together, particularly in the case where you've known one of the two for all your life, and you felt like they fit together kind of like pieces of a puzzle then you understand the feeling I get when I see them together. She is, IMO, the best thing that ever happened to my brother and I've been hoping ever since the first time I met her that they would stay together as he's a rather more positive and motivated person with her around. Usually if he or his girlfriend of choice at a given time screws up a relationship it seems to happen around the 2 year mark. She eclipsed that a while back and they're still going, so here's hoping.

Now, with the backstory/details out of the way, on to the bad part and the loathe.

If I have all the story straight, and it's all secondhand through my mother at the moment, Beth's family got into a car accident today in Arkansas on their way home from visiting Cincinnati for the holidays. Her dad had to swerve to avoid something but when he did it so did several other people in other vehicles, and the whole mess ended with Beth's family's car getting t-boned between a following car and one in front. Her dad and one other, I believe a small very young cousin, have already died. Her mom is pretty badly hurt with multiple broken ribs and some internal bleeding, and possibly more. I don't know about anybody else.

Given my own lack of connection, as I'd not had occasion to meet Beth's family at all, there's really nothing I can do to help. I've made the old classic "if there's anything I can do, anything at all, just let me know" offer, but other than that I'm feeling pretty feeble at the moment.

Of my entire family my brother is by far the most like me, in that both of us have always been the very worst of the entire bunch when it comes to dealing with failure and more specifically with loss. He's spent enough time with Beth's family to have built relationships with these people, to actually know them. I can only guess at what he's going through. And in Beth's case, she's lost her father and a cousin who was still very young, maybe 7 or 8 years old.

So, you know, I guess my loathe is that my brother and his lady have both been hurt and what I'm getting at is go hug the people you care about. You never known when the world might just up and decide to take them from you.

That sucks, Thin J. Sorry to hear that.

Awful story. For some reason, tragedy gravitates to the holidays. Or maybe we just notice it more. I don't know. But yours is not the first story I've heard this season.

On to my rather paltry loathe, this happened last year as well, but for some reason, when the weather drops to biting cold, the house flies start appearing in my attic room. Odd that I didn't see a single one in the summer, but here we are. It's like one fly per hour. I've got a can of Raid insect killer, which works well, but I've got some of those old-fashioned fly paper ribbons on the way as well. Hopefully I can draw the f*ckers out and have that take care of them before I have to spray them. Despite the effectiveness of the raid, I'd rather not go around spraying what amounts to a neurotoxin, even if it doesn't really have much of an effect on humans other than inducing coughing.

My farking Droid X2.

Random lockups, slowdowns, not recognizing my bluetooth, etc. Pull the battery, wait for 10 minutes for it to decide to boot.
I am ready to throw it into the Scioto River and be done with it.
One more month and I can get a real phone.

Anyone in the market for an uncooperative Droid X2?

/sigh

Wife: "hey, real quick - go turn on the cold water at the sink in the kitchen."

Me: "what's wrong?"

Wife: "just turn it on."

::walk to sink, notice handle is already turned to full on, rotate it back and forth a few times::

Me: "damnit, I don't even know where to start trying to fix this..."

My loathe today is printers and companies that decide to break shipping schedules. There is a reason we didn't want 42 more printers delivered for another two weeks. Yesterday (our first day back) we got the notice that they would be here today. Our only available storage room was full with the previous shipment of printers (unboxed so we could get the MAC addresses and make sure they worked), paper trays (still in boxes), and roller bases (also still in boxes) so yesterday morning we unboxed and assembled everything (around 17-18 units total) to make room which was really no big deal.

After unloading one truck load of printers we get the surprise that not only are we getting the printers today we are also getting the bases and the paper trays todays (took 5 loads total to deliver it all). In order to have room to store all this stuff we had no choice but to unbox and assemble everything as it was delivered. And to make things more fun we were 4 people short today (3 still on vacation and 1 sick). We managed to get it done and were only about a half hour late getting off. Our boss (who is awesome) bought us lunch and a couple of soda's each through the day and he was right there working alongside us all day long (first delivery arrived at 8:15 AM).

So picture:

IMAGE(http://i.imgur.com/x4uJU.jpg)

This room was basically empty this morning. The 7 printers (and the base with the missing printer) on the left were there and we had about 9 or 10 more, but we actually had someone go ahead and deploy them ahead of schedule today just to get them out of the way while we unloaded and unboxed the rest.

We created a huge pile of trash: each assembled printer equaled a little over two wooden palettes (the printers and roller bases were one palette each and the paper trays were 8 to 10 to a much larger palette), two huge boxes, one shorter but wider and longer box, 5 huge pieces of styrofoam, and lots of smaller pieces of styrofoam and cardboard plus lots of plastic wrap, plastic bags, instruction manuals and CD's. Wish I would have gotten a picture of it when we had it piled up all down a hallway and around the corner from the storage room.

Between yesterday and today we have filled up every dumpster on campus and stuffed a classroom that isn't scheduled for use in the near future so full of trash that we couldn't close the door (luckily it is part of a two room suite so we could close and lock the outer door). I will try to get a picture of the classroom tomorrow (though all it will be is a picture of a couple of stacks of styrofoam).

Needless to say (but I will) I am very sore right now. Knees, back, abs, arms, feet just about everything. Oh yes and of course because we were busy with this all day our support tickets went completely unworked so tomorrow should be fun as well.

McIrishJihad wrote:

Me: "damnit, I don't even know where to start trying to fix this..."

Call a plumber? (Tomorrow morning, so you don't incur emergency middle-of-the-night charges.)

If you hear water running, turn off the house water and see if it stops (to limit water damage from a break somewhere).

Thin_J wrote:

If I have all the story straight, and it's all secondhand through my mother at the moment, Beth's family got into a car accident today in Arkansas on their way home from visiting Cincinnati for the holidays.

I'm really sorry to hear that. My husband and I also got in a wreck, also on the way home from visiting family in Cincinnati. We got caught in that snowstorm on Saturday and ended up flipping our car a couple of times and landed on the guard rail. Thankfully no one else was involved, we were wearing our seatbelts so we just had a couple of scratches, and our two dogs and cat that amazingly didn't have any injuries from the accident (our greyhounds ran down the highway immediately afterward and tore up their paw pads, but nothing from the actual accident - and I'm just grateful they weren't hit and we were able to find them).
Our car was totaled and we lost some things and it's going to be a pain to restore everything back to normal, but really I couldn't care less; I was just so glad we were all okay.

I'm sorry about her father and cousin and I hope her mother and other family members make it through this. If they live near you, just go over and cook dinner or something. If you're far away, have a maid service come in and help out for a day. When you're grieving like that, it's hard to even have the energy to do the dishes.

I'll keep you all in my thoughts.

Katy wrote:
McIrishJihad wrote:

Me: "damnit, I don't even know where to start trying to fix this..."

Call a plumber? (Tomorrow morning, so you don't incur emergency middle-of-the-night charges.)

If you hear water running, turn off the house water and see if it stops (to limit water damage from a break somewhere).

Not hearing any water, have a feeling it's a "rusted and broke" problem, which is a recurring theme in this place...

This recent cold snap has caused something on my 1995 Jeep Wrangler to emit an increasingly loud whining/screeching noise. I suspect the water pump (approx. 5 years old) or the alternator (only 2.5 years old). I know what I'll be doing on Saturday morning.

I'm hoping it's the alternator, it will be easier to replace.