Going down
Nov. 18th, 2008 08:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stephbgAs I understand time travel, LJ is due to go down in about 5 hours time. Could be out for 4 hours, could be more. Could be fatal.
*hyperventilates*
So, this could be my last post ever, and I have neglected to find an acceptable method of offline backup for my journal, not that I've looked recently. So, this could be it. Oblivion. How did I spend my last couple of days of blogdom?
Over the last couple of days I've wrapped up at XempleX, prepatory to a stint at OSPAT. How long this will last is unknown, but one thing is for certain, there will be no return to the CBD in the foreseeable future. There will be an office cooling party, but that's about it.
It's taken me a couple of days (elapsed) to clear up, check in, index and print out because my old work PC--its hard disk at least--is on its last gasp. Long checkdisk processes. Bad sectors, conveniently in the middle of my registry. A particularly disturbing crash in the middle of a source control checkin operation. An overenthused security policy getting in the damn way of stuff I used to do every day.
Tonight I was pleased to make it to the last ACS presentation of the year, on the ACS Code of Ethics. Lots of fun (no, really) discussing case studies. Many comments about the smallness of Perth and the importance of reputation. I found out that I'd not missed out too badly by missing a couple of events. The World Internet Project was apparently not as exciting as advertised, and the results of the survey of ACS Women were not presented, because the presenter cancelled at the last minute. This gave me excellent reasons to interact with people, and they've finally got around to sticking name tags on people which instantly broke the ice.
Sadly I appear to have lost my knack for saying particularly stupid things in this venue. That I'm aware of, at any rate. There are logical flaws here somewhere. Well, I have time to recover my wits (or at least half of them), for I don't usually bother with the December Christmas drinkies, and the next professional development session isn't until February. I'm think I going to be very surprised when this year is over.
Tomorrow it's back to the land of OSPAT, which I approach with enthusiasm and only a little concern that apparently the place has been turned upside down to squeeze in a desk for me. There are some new people on the team since I was last there, and I fear that thanks to an excited former-and-future colleague I'll have a mildly legendary status to live up to. All I did was combine blistering efficiency with maternal insistence that he eat lunch every day. Honest.
*hyperventilates*
So, this could be my last post ever, and I have neglected to find an acceptable method of offline backup for my journal, not that I've looked recently. So, this could be it. Oblivion. How did I spend my last couple of days of blogdom?
Over the last couple of days I've wrapped up at XempleX, prepatory to a stint at OSPAT. How long this will last is unknown, but one thing is for certain, there will be no return to the CBD in the foreseeable future. There will be an office cooling party, but that's about it.
It's taken me a couple of days (elapsed) to clear up, check in, index and print out because my old work PC--its hard disk at least--is on its last gasp. Long checkdisk processes. Bad sectors, conveniently in the middle of my registry. A particularly disturbing crash in the middle of a source control checkin operation. An overenthused security policy getting in the damn way of stuff I used to do every day.
Tonight I was pleased to make it to the last ACS presentation of the year, on the ACS Code of Ethics. Lots of fun (no, really) discussing case studies. Many comments about the smallness of Perth and the importance of reputation. I found out that I'd not missed out too badly by missing a couple of events. The World Internet Project was apparently not as exciting as advertised, and the results of the survey of ACS Women were not presented, because the presenter cancelled at the last minute. This gave me excellent reasons to interact with people, and they've finally got around to sticking name tags on people which instantly broke the ice.
Sadly I appear to have lost my knack for saying particularly stupid things in this venue. That I'm aware of, at any rate. There are logical flaws here somewhere. Well, I have time to recover my wits (or at least half of them), for I don't usually bother with the December Christmas drinkies, and the next professional development session isn't until February. I'm think I going to be very surprised when this year is over.
Tomorrow it's back to the land of OSPAT, which I approach with enthusiasm and only a little concern that apparently the place has been turned upside down to squeeze in a desk for me. There are some new people on the team since I was last there, and I fear that thanks to an excited former-and-future colleague I'll have a mildly legendary status to live up to. All I did was combine blistering efficiency with maternal insistence that he eat lunch every day. Honest.
