posh

i hate permissions. hate hate hate. one of my bosses, that being the one that sets passwords and such, is gone away on a business trip. i am here at work attempting to build a website for the company, but can i upload any files to the dev server? no! of course not! the permissions are all screwy. the top folder is set to webserv which i am logging in as, however everything else is set to root so i cannot upload. my boss also changes the password very often so it's impossible to guess what it could be. argh. the other bosses are in a meeting until noon so they are of no help at the moment. also, though unrelated, i had code in caps. what the hell. really.

i am on the list for the world of warcraft beta. i am pretty excited, but not as excited some people but still. it's basically all d20 talks about now. he checks his email every five minutes to see if he got an invite. this morning when we were walking to bus stop, he was going on about how he would choose to be the undead, and then make these zombie noises the entire time he played. he continued to make these noise until we got to work. people certainly did stare.

tomorrow, i am playing with an emerald green, fully restored 1974 charger show car. how rad is that? what makes it ever radder, is that i get to play with malloreigh at the same time.

my birthday is next friday. i want a cake. with a monster truck on it. i hope someone loves me enough to order it. it would be oh so awesome.

speaking of monster trucks!!!! there is a monster truck show in the next town over this weekend! i want to go soooo badly. it would be most excellent fo finally engage in the monster truck fun we discussed so long ago. however we do not have a car and the bus is, well a bus! this morning when waiting to cross the street, we saw a big truck transporting one of the monster trucks. it was called nasty boy. i want one. so awesome. soooo awesome.

20 days until i am in toronto!

current mood: super happy.
current sound: stars - heart.