Cold pizza for lunch today. We ordered from Uno's on Friday, and I happened to forget my leftovers. Miraculously, they're still there. This is miraculous because the Official Refridgerator Policy is to throw away anything left overnight that isn't marked with the current date. The new cleaning crew must not have been briefed on the rigidity of this policy... but they will. Of course, I already brought a lunch to work, and I get the feeling that I'll be eating it at home tonight in front of my PC. I've never really considered it before, but I get most of my meals in front of a computer. I wonder if I salivate like Pavlov's dog when I hear a CD-ROM spin up.
New webcomic which nobody will read. Chris Crosby -- the guy responsible for Superosity -- is writing a new online comic called Sore Thumbs. If like so many of my friends you couldn't get past the artwork of Superosity, you might like Sore Thumbs, which has confirmed my fear that the Super Mario Bros. games are filthy.
#@%&@ faxes. At work we have system that converts incoming faxes to TIFF files to minimize (in theory, anyway) the amount of paper we're using. That installation of this system pretty much coincided with my moving to this department, so I got trained as the fax guy. The system and I have been in place for about fifteen months. After about the first seven months, we'd managed to get all the kinks worked out of the system.
The new system is great. I receive the faxes as e-mail attachments, which are much easier to keep track of than reams of paper. The only real limitation is disk storage. A week's worth of faxes average about 120 megs of data, but each e-mail account on our system is allotted 100 megs. Each fax is deleted after a week, and we hold on to a minimal amount of information just to have a record that it was received. Some months ago, I made a list of the information I need to search this record, and the faxes can then be pulled up on a different imaging system that houses every piece of correspondence we send or receive.
This all makes sense, right? You're with me so far? Good. Then how come there are people in department at work who just don't get it? Sure, most of them are fine with the system, and understand how it works, but there are a couple of people I work with who need to be told frequently that if the fax is more than a week old, I can no longer access it. Even worse are the people (actually, it's the same people) who come over asking me to look something up and who have none of the information I'm looking for. At all. Everybody does this once in awhile, and if the fax is less than a week old, I might even be able to find it. On the other hand, if the fax you're looking for is three months old and none of the information you have is on the list of things we hold on to... there's not a damn thing I can do to help you, and it doesn't make me happy to have this conversation with the same person twice a week.
Livejournal emotions. How come none of the emotions I'd like to select are on the Current Mood menu in livejournal? The list needs to be either much longer, or much shorter. I think I could pretty much cover my entire emotional perspective -- in greater detail than necessary -- with ten (maybe even five) options. It annoys me that I have to wade through "high," "ditzy," and "recumbent" only to find that "peevish" isn't in the list. I'd be more likely to select "covered in bees" than any of those.