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I'm back at the office. I've got a painful cough, but the fever is gone, I'm mentally sharp enough to work, and (which is most urgent) I'm out of sick leave. I've still got over 40 hours of personal (vacation) leave, so even if I can't always work late to compensate for medical appointments, I can still get the care I need.

The Exchange server's mail file grew to 16GB, causing it to be slow yesterday and dead last night. With a phone call to our consultant, we got it back up within an hour. I'm satisfied that this problem has been nailed, but I'm not going to be a happy geek until we install some sort of NAS for a convenient, fast, and thorough backup. And besides, weren't these "good morning, the mail server's down" days supposed to be over when we shut down the homebuilt PC and 'chose an enterprise-class solution', i.e. drank the Exchange Kool-Aid?

Ah well. At least I can still laugh. And you Unix geeks will laugh when you realize what I just typed in order to confirm that there's really a user called sis (Suncoast Information Specialists) on our web server. Or at least you'll laugh if you're as dirty-minded as I think you are. Béni soit qui mal y pense. (And can any French mavens tell me if béni would have been an acceptable participle in the 1300s?)

Humbly submitted to bash.org...

sylvar: Oof. I finally got around to listening to the soundtrack to "Starlight Express". I hope we're not playing that stuff at the Guantanamo prisoners or we're in for serious repercussions.

bethklein5: that bad?

sylvar: Truly awful.

bethklein5: aw

sylvar: I saw a neat documentary special on tattooing and extreme body modifications... like, there are some people who use very large fishhooks to hold themselves up, or tie themselves to swaying trees... not to mention the people who lay on beds of nails, etc. ... all I have to say is: 1. ew, 2. give me four hours with Starlight Express on repeat and I can make 'em cry

reformatted for LJ