chilly bug

this morning the heat finally kicked on (we got lots of radiated warmth from our elderly neighbors on either side–take that, pustulant giant worm!) and awoke for the first time since it got chilly out to a cozy house. also one that smelled distinctly like a theatre–burning dust. right now i feel down right cold, but i gather it’s still somewhere around 70 in the house. perhaps a bit colder in the bedroom, which lacks storm windows. if i were a thermostat, i would check my warranty…

 but other than that, i’d like to complain about another monolith. verizon thought that it was time to change my time a few days ago. sometime in the wee hours verizon realized the error, and fixed it. today, however, the rest of the eastern time zone thinks it’s now 1:35, having fallen back. my dear old verizon phone still says 2:35. i even tried making a phone call to reset it’s tiny brain, but alas, still wrong. what is wrong with this company? is it such a hard thing to manage? i realize that for the first time in years things are different, but aren’t they supposed to be cutting edge?

and now on to computers. for some ludicrous reason, the computers at work are behaving badly. (and i do mean badly, not poorly–they are so pernicious in the annoying failings that i now believe them to be both sentient and malicious) outlook is screwing up in all kinds of ways. distribution lists stop working, sent messages aren’t saved, messages are censored when they shouldn’t be, and on and on. ditto with the various drives, which fail to map, fail to track saved items across the network, save things and then relocate them, and i’m sure all sorts of nice touches we haven’t noticed yet.  several of the machines (and yet, not all of them…) claim that they “might be at risk” because the necessary updates haven’t been made. hmmm. if only i knew how to fix these things.

also on the chilly front–i believe it’s time to bring in the herbs. the vegetables i’m going to allow to die a nice graceful frozen death. and there’s a baby philodendron just begging to live in ~someone’s~ house. along with some other babies… want plants? i know it’s a funny time to take in baby plants but i’m fairly certain all of them are strong enough to move to a new place without dying of shock. plants do this, you know. delicate little sensibilities and all. oh! also, the poor cactus that took a tumble off the windowsill (when a bird escaped, traveled to the kitchen, climbed the drying rack and began beaking about in the plants… naughty bird) and lost it’s top inch has started growing a skinny little spur on top. not as delicate as i thought. it’s sister plant (which did suffer death by sill-tumble when it became unbalanced in it’s pot) left me with two hooked spines in my thumb for over four months. i actually tried to catch it, and got what i deserved.

oh i’m babbling. i don’t care if it’s 1 something or 2 something, i’m a tired something.