The last few weeks have been crazy stressful for me and I haven’t really talked about it much. Why? I dunno. It’s just the way I am a lot of the time.
Juiced Radio is in the middle of a server transition and it’s been a lot of work. I am doing the majority of the work. Which I really don’t mind at all. I enjoy it. I could enlist Lex or KlasiQ to some of the stuff, but there isn’t a whole lot to do other than transfer files and recompile stuff. It would take me longer to explain how to do it than do it myself. But the transition and move itself isn’t what’s stressing me out.. now. It was, when we were trying to move the major server over and not sure we’d have our server to move to. Now? It’s not bad.
Yesterday, I conquered the one thing that was left that was stressing me out. The IRC network reconfiguration. But I sat for a few hours and took apart everything and rebuilt it, and managed to do it without crying, or begging for help. The only help that I needed when it was all said and done, was to have the ip pool updated. So I feel really good about that.
The thing that’s stressing me out the most now is the personal side of why things are being transitioned. I’m not going to go into it here, but I do know that the whole thing has really wore on me emotionally. To the point where it’s causing me to have my eye get all twitchy again. Not a good thing, but at least I know enough to walk away and take a break when it starts.
And I’ve been reading. YAY. I finished the Kitty Norville books and thoroughly enjoyed every bit of them. In fact, I can’t wait until the new one is out in the winter. I’m waiting patiently to get my Anita book. I will be devouring The Harlequin as soon as it hits my hot little hands. Especially with the few things I’ve heard about it being like the older novels. I like smut, but there’s a line that she crossed and she needs to go back.
Tomorrow is going to be kind of interesting. I was told Friday that Rob’s work is having a picnic. I figured it would be on the weekend, but no, they are having it on a Tuesday. Yep, Tuesday.. tomorrow. Normally it’s optional, but no longer. We are required to show up. Fine. I ask, “do we need to do a dish to pass?” I get told, no the owner is supplying everything. Cool! No big thing then. I find out at noon today that we do indeed have to take something. Okay, under normal circumstances, this would be fine, make a pasta salad and it’s all good. However, I have nothing in the house to make it with! Bonus? He works until 12:30am. YAY! I get to get up in the morning and make pasta salad! *thud*
It should be at least vaguely interesting. I will take my camera and possibly my laptop, so if I get bored, I can write or something. I have a few things that I wanted to do tomorrow, but I guess I can do them afterward or something. It’s not even at the nice park. It’s at the crappy one with nothing to do. Feh. :/
Anyway, enough babble and blather.
