fr_defenestrato | It was a mostly yucky day.

I got to work to find that my laptop, which I had left running a disc check, had errored out and rebooted overnight, so I had to start the disc check all over again. Before it was done, René Samoo from IT shewed up in response to yesterday's ticket and whisked my laptop away, leaving me with, well, a FUCKLOAD of work to do and no way to do it. I split the office, took a bus down Wisconsin to Johnson's Florist and Garden Center where I bought a quart of the more lethal houseplant insecticide they had in stock. Walked back up Wisconsin a ways, to the Hour Eyes I swore I'd never set foot in again, where I sat for an exam, worried a new optometrist with my eyeball pressure ('Yes, Doctor Wang saw me twice last year and was satisfied he didn't need to see me for another year'), and walked out with a year's supply of disposable contact lenses, $140 on my flex-debit card. Back to the office, where I doused the dozen plants in my window thoroughly with the bugdeath... so thoroughly, in fact (especially since half of them sit on or around the aircon unit) that I expect I spent the next few hours breathing in pyrethrin. Oops. By the end of the day I was feeling vaguely like crap, though part of that was my head doing the same sort of throbbing it's been doing since late July; and the attendant fatigue that always goes with it (see 'Migraine').

Anyway: 4 p.m. my laptop, freshly wiped and with Windows reinstalled, back on my desk. It still thinks it's operating on battery power despite drawing AC from the outlet. But the fainting sickness seems to be gone. Now all I have to do is write a Phase-In Plan for a major NASA proposal in, I dunno, a few hours... plus go home and pack to leave for New Orleans tomorrow morning... all of which while feeling bleah.

Hooray for me!