||[Aug. 15th, 2003|10:36 pm]
The Veritable TechNinja
It's kind of like a vacation in Mexico. Too fucking hot, nobody's thinking quite straight, and you can't drink the water. You can, according to the fire department, use it for everything else (dishes/shit/shower/shave), just don't drink it yet. Thar be poo in thim thar faucets! Arrr!
In other news, I ended up going to work. My company's hotline told me "all employees must report". The fucking cow-whore made me waste an hour's worth of gas on her presumption. I go to my normal building, the gate's chained shut. I go to HQ, a security guard tells me the building has no power. I go to my company's HQ, they're operating on Diesel generator. One of the big scary bossdudes had brought a grill and a pile o' meat that he had to cook or pitch. I partook heavily while I wandered around, trying to make myself useful. Nobody seemed to want me to do anything, so I just sort of munched and monitored the network. For a good while, my employer's site was inaccessible from the outside world, but you could hit it from within. My router is still down, so I can't tell if my servers are too or not. Not about to climb a chained/locked gate to find out. Will most likely have to go to my site on Sunday to reboot the servers, they'll probably come back up with very little WAN connectivity and a bunch of services will fail to load right. The router isn't my fucking problem, we only need the switch fabric to at least get the server on the LAN at 50% capacity (etherchannels are cool). I don't imagine the workstations having burnt-out PSUs, the outage didn't fry anything as far as I could smell. Same goes for my network here, it all just came back to life as normal. I still want to get a copy of Final Fantasy Tactics, but I doubt that Vault of Midnight will be open tomorrow. I demand mind-numbing! I had a horrible headache when I came home from work, bad enough to force me in to bed for 8 hours. I think I'm a zombie.