Day: August 12, 2002

Microsoft Word, along with most everything else, is misbehaving today. What on god’s green earth does “The semaphore timeout period has expired” mean, and why is it coming up as an error message? It’s not as if I’m trying to signal the contents of the hard drive using flags — although, at this rate, I’d probably have more luck with that than with actually trying to open a file.

Computers suck.

I don’t know about you, but when I order a chicken salad, the one thing I expect to find is chicken. But I was given the “spring mix” salad, which is basically just a lot of lettuce with pieces of cheese and carrot piled on top of it.

That I’m even bothering to post this should give you a sense of just how boring my average day is.

I had it all planned out. I was going to get up at 6, take a shower and get dressed, wander out to the balcony, maybe with a bowl of cereal in one hand, and read a book for an hour before work. Not, of course, the book that I say I’m reading in the sidebar here — it’s been about a month since I made any significant headway on that — but a book nonetheless.

And what time do you think I actually got up? About 7:15. Shower, yes. Book, no. I still haven’t had breakfast. Oh well, it was probably too hot to sit out on the balcony anyway.