asleep in a teacup

i read a bit, after posting this morning... but got a bit drowsy. i made some tea, and it didn't help at all, but i didn't want to go all the way with coffee so i called it quits and rocked up at pg's around 4am.

around 10am my co-organizer woke me up - i've spoken to her before about not calling so early in the morning :P
pg and i hit the mall - on a tuesday morning, and already a long queue had formed from bruria. we eventually got in, grabbed make-up and apparel that should comfortably turn me into a zombie clown. pennywise-style.

it was a bright sunshiny day today - loving it! i came into work and had it out with the boss: good talk! much less complicated than i thought it'd be. we'll see how things progress. the end of the discussion transformed me into a nomad for a day - i had to move offices. the new one has more space, at least, but it's all the way in the corner...

i went off to meet with the owner of pappa's, to discuss the tea party. on the way there, i was mortified at the amount of hooting and general aggression on the roads - good thing i was in a bus :/

free beer at lunchtime is always a good start. being caught totally off-guard regarding the logistics of the thing, not so much. we eventually got it right, i think, and i suppose we'll only really have a clue how close we are to the mark when friday rolls around.

i met up with pg and we shared one of the shortest laffot i can recall. we walked through king george, rather impressed with the purim offerings, and eventually arrived at yogo's for delicious frozen yoghurt. on my way from there to here (i'm at work), i was called by beauty and the geek for an interview tomorrow. i've decided that unless they'd actually like me to do it, i'm not telling pg. then she can decide whether she's comfortable with it...

... sounds like fun, though. and i could do with a bit of extra cash :P

i walked into work as one of the guys asked, incredulously, "who lives in nes tziona?!". i regaled them with my tale of mpe, who was quite upset that i wouldn't leave tel aviv to visit her home.

*TMI WARNING* *TMI WARNING* *TMI WARNING*
the horror of surprise (and surprisingly loud) flatulence in a new office is hard to get over, even after discovering that everyone's in a meeting
*TMI WARNING* *TMI WARNING* *TMI WARNING*

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i'd left the previous tenant's computer installing updates and shutting down, and when i returned it was still on update 47 of 52. i waited a half an hour before deciding that it was stuck, and scrapping it :P
the ensuing discussion with one of the techies reminded me of a girl i once lived with, who became *the* go-to-girl with microsoft's project in israel. once, when she got stuck, she resorted to calling microsoft israel's tech-support; they told her they'd get back to her.

after waiting a fair amount of time for a response, she received a call from the states - microsoft project's base of operation. they were calling her back to tell her that they themselves were at a loss, but they could refer her to an israeli expert who would *definitely* be able to help her out even if they couldn't.

they referred her to herself.

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the new office - i now have a wide screen that's functionally the equivalent of two side-by-side. it's awesome. and i have speakers! and a trash can!
the only bummer is that i'm now sitting with a guy who's miserable and hyper-sensitive because he's just been retrenched.

tense :(

after much aggravation, i finally found someone who could help me with apache - when apache cannot start, the error messages are all along the lines of "something failed". not very helpful. two complete re-installations later, and *now* someone tells me that there's a program called httpd.
httpd -t tells you exactly where the configuration problems are. AMAZING!

the rest of the setup was lengthy, but smooth, and i'm now ready to roll. literally, too - i gotta get home to rollerblade :)
Apache's secret code