I have spent the last several hours in a data-entry / cross-correlation hell, trying to reconcile the information provided to us by the company from which we buy Sun service with the information that is known about our systems. Both sets of data are spotty at best. I have to stop now, as my head is about to explode, and my wrists are killing me from the copy/paste/switch windows/switch tables/tab/shift/ctrl dance.
Wild and exciting, I'm telling you.
* coyote just got spammed by Harlequin
<meri> the romance company?
* coyote gets out the Hammer of Doom
<meri> . o O ( Annalivia advanced upon the unsuspecting company, breasts heaving, flushed with rage, weilding the Hammer of Doom as if her very life depended on it, prepared to do anything necessary to protect the sanctity of her inbox from the unwanted advances of the monstrous Harlequin. )
<UsagiJer> !!! I wanna read That!
<meri> I'll go back to my corner now.
I am finding it impossible to wake up today. I attribute this to the fact that I only got four hours of sleep last night. I attribute that to the fact that I had wacky nightmares last night that caused me to be restless and keep waking up.
Last night's nightmare was an obvious direct result of last night's Sun service wrangling activities. I had this bag of coins, see. Platinum, gold, silver, and bronze coins. And I had all of these broken Suns, and they were all critical, customer-facing systems, and it was vital that they come up immediately. The thing is, I only had so many coins, see? And each coin represented a Sun service level (platinum, gold, silver, or bronze, natch). But, each coin was only good for one particular machine. The serial numbers were inscribed on the coins, in very very small print, and I had to match up machines to coins before they could be serviced.
This was all very stressful, especially with the dozens of people standing over me, telling me to go faster, but not actually offering to help with the matching of the coins to the machines. And, once the coins were matched to the machines, nobody could read the instructions on how to use the coins to get their machines fixed, so I had to take time to explain this individually, mostly by reading the instructions to them, and then try to go back to matching coins to machines.
For hours on end.
... a body that's been dead and freezing on Mount Everest for 75 years is really creepy looking.
(Watching Nova: Lost on Everest about the effort to recover George Mallory's body from Mount Everest.)