Shoulder: better today, still not perfect. Not a constant pain, but it twinges when I do unexpected things. I chose my BPAL to coordinate not-terribly with Ben-Gay.
Accomplishments: wasn't exhausted when I briefly woke around 8:30-ish, decided to make it being up for the day. Refueled car. Got glasses fixed. (I was, in fact, at the mall before any of the optometrists.) Stuff at work. Loonembellishment. Laundry. 10k steps (helped by a wander around the mall and laundry in the far room).
NaNo: bits here and there, mostly marinating in my brain.


At lunch, the table was very crowded. I introduced the Rollercoaster Tycoon, who has this absolute cornucopia of startup ideas, to the satirical Alameda-Weekawken Burrito Tunnel. Then the lady with the spare mint and the cats dropped by, and she and Purple and I had a really rousing conversation about wiki-gardening.

Mr. Zune sounded like he was having a bit of a tough day, partway through the afternoon, so I dropped by with biscotti and chocolate. This occasioned an enthusiastic glomp. He showed me some of the really inexplicable and terrible UI choices in the helldesk software. I explained my unexpected role in keeping my customers free of unexpected dick in their holiday cards. We blamed the hilarity on the helldesk UI.

I have been keeping a vague eye on the various ways I sign myself at work, particularly to helpdesk. (Most of these are adjusted from workname, which is entirely separate.)

-$aj -- casual, friendly, not standing on ceremony. Often used with manager, erstwhile Overlady, and team.
-$ajl -- slightly more formal, casual to off-team & people who don't know that I tend to drop my surname when being informal. IRCfolk.
-Azz -- only to friends who know me under my real name, and if in our work email addresses, only when talking about explicitly else-world things. (Not just non-work things, but things which I would never be work-name while doing.)
-$al -- never. Not even to Betty.
Regards, $Azure -- standard.
Sincerely, $Azure -- somewhat more formal than usual.
Thanks, $Azure -- I'm probably asking for something, possibly slightly presumptive of the request being granted. It also might be in response to helpdesk actually fixing something.
Thanks. -- To helpdesk, this is brusque, and I am eyeing my sawed-off pool noodle thoughtfully. Whatever favor they thought they were doing me, or whatever fix they thought they were enacting, did not go quite as well as they might have anticipated.
Love, $Azure -- I love my job very much. This is why I do not punch helpdesk representatives in the nose. That, and it would be impolite. (Family tends to get "Love, $Azz". Actual love letters tend to get "Yours, Azz".) I think I've used this twice so far to helpdesk. Caps lock may have been involved at least once.
With utmost sincerity, $Azure J. Lunatic -- Generally accompanied by a veiled threat in the body. About which I am utterly sincere.
SPIDERS, REVEREND LUNATIC -- Unsent. At least, not sent to the addressee. May, however, be passed around amongst #cupcake denizens and other friends.



In the department of fun, tonight was the semi-weekly game night, and the last game night that the awesome chick with the colorful hair and the corgi will be there for. (She's following her dreeeeeeeams! Yay!) Mr. Zune and I rounded each other up and spent a pleasant hour and a half playing a variety of fun little games. We will have to go more often. (In the meantime, Purple had to go to his HOA meeting. Ha-ha.) I sewed little polka-dot beads on the loonshawl in between my turns.

Got to chat with Nora walking back from games and then on my way home. Our schedules have been a bit intense, so we've had less opportunity.

This week is 2nd Thursday. Despite the caffeine cutoff, here I still am, up past 4am. Whee.