August 23rd, 2004

crane

Hard to Sleep

After catching the mouse on Friday, John had left the trap in the same place, just in case...

... and last night, in my sleep, I thought I dreamed of a snap, a lot of squeaking, and then plastic rattling around, but far away and faint through the closed door. But then it wasn't a dream, and I kept getting woken up by tiny squeaking and rattling, downstairs. Sounded like mouse hell. Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore, and woke up John and asked him, nicely, to deal with it. I imagine that when he's gone I'll have to deal with it myself, but for now I'd take advantage of my great fortune.

Turned out that the trap had caught the mouse by a hind foot. So John took it outside and let it go and it ran off. Seemed only right to let it go instead of doing something like trying to kill it, when it seemed to be moving okay even with what's probably a broken leg.

Turns out that with all the rain and lush grass the mouse population around here has exploded. I just don't really want to have to keep doing this, but with the weather gradually sliding to cool, I guess we'll have to.
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    scared rattled
crane

Jetism...

In the pool tonight, Jet swam over to me and said, emphatically, "Mom. There is no fire coming out of my head."
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    amused amused
crane

John-ism

"You know... like there's no 'I' in 'Team', there's no 'U' in 'IT'"

I had a bad run-in with our off-shore IT help desk today. Once it got transfered to our local guys, they did an infinitely better job of supporting me. The off-shore guy just made me want to smack him and tell him not to be so fucking condescending. He never asked me a single question. The moment he heard what my problem was (okay, and my often mistaken for an eight-year-old voice), he thought he already knew the source, i.e. that I had deleted all my inbox email last Friday by accident. I had accessed that mail from home Saturday morning. I hadn't deleted, edited, or changed anything, on purpose, being leery of like problems. I had accessed it read-only, but something in Netscape 7.1 had deleted everything from the imap mailboxes on our servers. Stupid tool. Why he assumed it HAD to be a stupid user just got my goat.

Growl. It was mild justification to now know that the Friday night backup had everything in it; but still.

My local guys were great about it, but then, I guess, they know me. And they found the backup in the right spot and got it all back for me. So I'm willing to give all the kudos to them.
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    crazy crazy