logging errors

i managed to get the hang of flex logging last night in spite of the mostly useless documentation.
i bussed home and was going to go to bed early but joined pg in watching how i met your mother instead.

i woke up early this morning and caught the bus to the doctor's. the walk from the stop i alighted at to the doctor's office was delightful! it was a super-pleasant morning :)

my doctor: "you're like an old lady."
i got the info i needed and headed off to the university, hoping to catch the blood donation truck before beginning my antibiotics. it wasn't there :(

i sat at the coffee shop recreating the blog that was destroyed during blogger's maintenance fumble a couple of weeks ago, then went to class. some girls were harping on about a weird smell that most of us couldn't detect - i thought maybe i'd gone deaf in the nose until the building caretaker came in with a spray that let me know, in no uncertain terms, that i was doing just fine.

a guy in our class came to sit by one of the girls who sits near me, presumably to flirt with her. totally emotionally dyslexic, switching accents frequently and then getting stuck in a loop quoting fat bastard. he didn't stop even when we switched from gentle chiding to sharp deriding :/

second class began strangely: co-conspirator asked if i'd bought wafers, and i told her that if she wanted one she'd have to get it from my seat. she came back with the packet, munching away, and went so far as to offer to others before i stopped her. she didn't understand afterwards that i wasn't so much interested in the monetary value; i'd bought them for the lesson (and the afternoon at work), and as they were mine i would have at least liked to have been consulted first.

when the lecturer makes tons of references and interesting asides, it's quite frustrating to have spotty internet access :S

medical insurance: i had a long argument with the salesman on my way to the bus, and eventually got him to acknowledge that they'd done me a disservice and told him that i want out. now a whole new bureaucratic battle begins...

the bullshit that particularly annoyed me: automatic, impersonal threats being sent out by computer with no human interaction, not even the promised human interaction after the last conversation we'd had, is very personal to *me*, the recipient. eventually, i think i got him to understand that. telling me that the other insurance companies are just as bad didn't make my heart melt. the other companies haven't messed me around yet.

i played angry birds on the bus, almost missing my stop. i came in to an empty office, and a few minutes later was joined by yogi. a few minutes later the rest showed up, and the day became very busy.

as much as i could do a little dance and sing "i told you so" at my boss - the fact that i'm going to have to manually revert some of the changes he made to my code does not sit well with me. it's going to be a long night, and i have to be ready in the morning for a demonstration...