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Tuesday, December 07, 2004

The ol' back and forth

Ever since I started this ten-hours-a-day-on-a-good-day gig, I started needing to knock files back and forth between the computer I use at work and my laptop at home. I mean, sure, I could bring my laptop in with me, but it's a bit cumbersome, I have enough trouble in the mornings remembering to wear SOCKS, and it really wouldn't help me maintain the illusion that the majority of the things I do here at work are actually, y'know, work.

(Not that I'm slacking. But the work I'm assigned to do? Doesn't quite fill up ten hours of the day.)

I entertained the notion of a zip drive, I started using my flash disc a fair amount -- but in the end, what's really been working is Gmail. Gmail stores all the attachments I send, Gmail works so fast and sweet...

But Gmail failed me today, and thus I am working on a script that makes me headachy and annoyed, because the HEARTtaker script I was writing last night isn't here-

Oh, good grief. I'm seriously writing about how I ship files between computers.

This is a new low for blogging.

I guess I could write about how unbelievably bizarre and stupid and bad and fun The Librarian: Quest for the Spear was. Or about how Har Mar Superstar is the perfect R&B for anyone who wants some Jackson Five-esque pop without the sad baggage of the future facing that falsetto. Or about how very very ready I am for vacation...

It's seriously one of those weeks.

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