This collection of entries is from March 06, 2003.
I've said it before - I love my TiVo, I love my TiVo, I love my TiVo..., but even TiVo won't save recording Survivor when George the 43rd decides earlier in the day to hold a national press conference on Iraq, delaying the start of Survivor by 53 minutes. If there was only some way for the networks to tell TiVo (or another service) what they were up to, they could figure out a way of contacting the DVR's and adjusting schedules... yeah, in a perfect world...
Me. I'm lost. At least I feel that way lately. No time to do the things I used to do when unemployed. No searching the web looking for cool stuff. No time to even try to put something witty or meaningful here (yeah, like there was something here before that was witty or meaningful. Riiiiight.) I feel like I'm getting whiplash from being pulled in too many directions at work. When that happens, I'm usually doomed for failure (at least my "past lives" have shown that this is not a good situation for me to be in). That's putting excess stress on me and I'm not happy about it, thus some of the "happy camper" statements I've made recently. At least it's a job, and at least cash is dribbling in from it. I need to turn this around somehow. Don't know how, but I've got to make it work.