In which I’m still boring, but the weather’s gorgeous.

Spring is truly here. Flowers are in bloom, the days are sunny and breezy with big fluffy white clouds in an achingly blue sky. My morning walk to work is becoming more and more pleasant each day.

To balance out all this goodness, I have a third damned cold. (Started two days ago. Sneezing, stuffy head, a tickle in my throat, and a scratchy voice.) I feel juuuuust a little fuzzy and a little tired, but mostly I’m just pissed off because three colds in a row is just stupid and I’m tired of having one. I had better be well and in good voice by the time gig season starts, that’s all I have to say – three colds in a row, one with an annoyingly lingering cough, have wreaked havoc on my voice.

My band’s drummer’s coming to town this weekend, so we’ll have an actual full band rehearsal Saturday night. I’m pretty excited about it, really, because it’ll be nice to be putting final polish on the songs we’ve been working on. (And by ‘pretty excited,’ I mean ‘mildly interested,’ because band practice is, in actual fact, fairly dull. Sitting and learning songs is not the fun part of being a rockstar.)

Work’s been crazy this week because one of the techs is out on vacation. There have been unresolved tickets in the queue every night when I leave, and I hate that. (I like to have everything cleared when I clock out. Everything.) Then there was a 4-state DSL outage yesterday so it was freakin’ NUTS for about three hours. Then the day before yesterday was International Pissed Off Asshole Caller Day, so 90% of the people I talked to said ignorant shit like, “You’ve screwed up my email again and I expect you to fix it before I go to another company!” when the problem was actually that they didn’t have their phone line plugged into their computers so they couldn’t dial up. (We have a LOT of dial-up customers.)

All that said, there is something terribly satisfying about getting a DSL customer connected after an hour-long call.

It’s Friday. I may stop for a drink on the way home.