strangely spastic

[the wikipedia entry on spastic is quite amusing - they tried so hard in the uk]

what an odd day.

1. the wrong webmaster phone call
i was woken up (around 11.30am?) by someone from a different academic institution who wanted me to fix one of our professors' web pages. i told her to contact me by email, rather. the email referred to me by the wrong name and described a page i'm not aware of. and here i'd been shocked by how obscure it would be for one of ours to not simply get in touch with me directly... i responded with a link to what i'm responsible for, and never got a reply. not even so much as a "sorry for waking you for nothing". how the heck did she get my number?!

2. sudden back spasm
i might have been brushing my hair, or something equally innocuous. my neck had been a little stiff the day before, but nothing to cry home about. it was sudden, it was intense, and in spite of a caring pg with generous elbows and a willingness to suffer through my squeals, i've been distractingly uncomfortable the entire day. so imagine the rest of this post with me sitting awkwardly and unable to move my neck / shoulders without shooting grief.

3. scr's dropbox - someone else played with my files???
scr and i share a dropbox folder with my code, and it was filled with rubbish duplicates. when i asked him what that was about, he said something about a graphics team cleaning up his dropbox account. i asked him three times after that without being able to get a better understanding of why anybody else would have access to my folders through him :S

4. coworker needs convincing apropos priorities
i called up my coworker and i think i managed to convey a sense of urgency with our project for sorter. a few hours later he sent an email which indicates that he's getting the hang of the power of html5 - this is a good thing.

5. sore backs are not good for shitty work days

6. calzone and ice-cream walk
pg and i took a romantic lunch break (tomorrow may be valentine's day, but the 13th is one we usually celebrate [although she's called me a girl on a number of occasions for counting]) in what was left of the sunny morning (about 3am), and although it didn't help my back and neck it made my heart and tastebuds feel better. is it just me, or does calzone convey the "sense" of pizza without actually being pizza?

7. no time for back rubs - emergency misunderstandings
i sat down to use the massage cushion, but was called up to spend an emergency half an hour discovering that the problem wasn't with my systems, rather with someone trying to integrate with them who didn't follow the explicit instructions (with examples). sheesh.

8. slogging through, feeling like i'm going nowhere
with one short break to watch the paintball episode of community. holy-crap-that's-awesome.

9. hours slip by, back in web dev grind
things may be falling into place, but slowly. and painfully. and it's the next morning and i still haven't touched my studies. i'm not happy about this at all.