This collection of entries is from February 03, 2003.
I'm having one of those days where everything I touch turns to crap. Everything. Started-off by getting to work and realizing I don't have my security card. I drove all the way home because I would be in and out of the datacenter most of the day doing tape copies for offsite storage. On the way home, I realize that even if I had my card, I didn't have my keys to get into my desk and overheads. Luckily I went home. The tape copies are screwed because I didn't pay too close attention to the pre-labeled output tapes, so I have to redo a few of the copies. I should have checked the help desk voicemail over the weekend and I forgot - bad move because people were trying to do the year-end close and had problems, so things got escalated around me, so I'm in more crap for that. Didn't have my coffee - no time trying to pickup the pieces of the problems around me.
And he could see (no reasons)
'Cause there are (no reasons)
What reason do you need to be shown
(Tell me why) I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why) I don't like Mondays
(Tell me why) I don't like Mondays
I want to shoot the whole day down
I've gone silent since the Columbia accident - hope you don't mind. Those of you that know me personally know that I have been a space enthusiast since age 5. Tragedies in the space program such as this hit a little hard. I can't listen to the radio or watch TV, mostly because I know that this incident is going to take a long time to figure out and anything coming out now is either pure speculation, or just timeline facts as recorded by the downlinks in Houston. The same things are rehashed over and over with no reason other than filling the airwaves and keeping the story in the focus of America (which, of course, moves focus away from the Iraq conflict). Grieve, morn, and move on.