My job sucks. It just sucks. I try to work with these people and I step into crap every where I go. Today, I was trying to run a very simple query, linking to a table in another database, only to find out that said table has a two fields in it that have been designated as NUMBERS when they are obviously LABELS therefore TEXT fields. I argue with these dimwits on what a NUMBER field is, but to no avail. I ask them simply, would you add store # 102 to store # 9 to get store # 111? No, you wouldn't. Therefore it's a text field, you lame brains. So instead of being able to link to the table I have to import the thing (all 800,000 records), change the field, then run my query.

I gotta get a new job...*sigh*

Yesterday marked a major anniversary for me. It was my forth month of sobriety, and my license is officially no longer restricted. I can drive where ever I want now...hmm...where's a good place to drive to?

In addition, this time last year, I was on my first of two broken arms, due to alcohol related falls. This year, no alcohol, so no breaks, at least so far. I'm keeping my lucky charm around just in case.

So all in all, yesterday was a fine day. A very fine day in deed. Ended pretty darn nice, too...*wink*

Wow. Today is...hold on, let me get a calendar...90 plus 11 equals 101 days sober. Now that's an accomplishment. It's been hard at times, but with a second job, I've been keeping busy. It's in retail, so I get to close on Friday and Saturday nights. But what the hell, I didn't have a social life anyway, so I can take those days. Let the 20-somethings have the night off to go party.

As for my REAL job (the one that pays more), we're STILL waiting for the final go ahead to upgrade from Access97 to 2003. I have finally given up. This company isn't in a hurry to get with it as far as IT goes, so why even try anymore. We've got glorified users running rampant on Access right now, breaking db's at every turn. I hate it when someone knows just enough about Access to be dangerous. Ah, the life of a database developer. At least I go home on time, and don't think about my job. So I guess there are some perks.

That's it for now.

*jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way...*

Okay, so now I'm past Day 60. Well, whoop-dee-flipping-doo. I mean it's all good, but I'm SSSOOO bored. Since all my local friends are drinking buddies, I don't see them much anymore. My stalkee isn't talking to me AGAIN...(does he REALLY think I'm heading to Chicago to track him down? WTF?) It's all in good fun, after all. You're not THAT much of a good thing, dude...

At least the holidays are upon us and I'm trying to get presents made for everyone, decorating the house, and such. Collecting all the AOL CD's that I can find so I can make them into a nice set of coasters and hot pads for family. How nice, computers and crocheting together at least.

Okay, well, I guess that's it. Had to run off at the mouth about something.

...pppppplllllllllllbbbbbbbbb...

Well, I've managed to make it to day 25 today. Amazing, but better. Old friends are talking to me again. Course it helps that I'm not calling at 3am their time (1am mine) on a weekday after consuming half a bottle of JD! Anybody would get tired of that.

And it makes coding SSSOOO much easier. Although these complicated SELECT CASE statements I'm working on are going to drive me crazy. It would help if my company would upgrade from Access 97 to 2003...guess I'm expecting too much from the retail corporate world. *sigh*

It's amazing...Day 8 and I fell great! (yikes, that rhymes!) I really should have done this quite some time ago. Maybe some of the relationships I've had in the past (daughter, ex-husband, friends, etc. -- uh...you know who you are...) would have been better. But I do feel clear headed now, and maybe, just maybe, I'll really start working on brushing up my coding skills for once.

While cravings still exist, so far I've been able to handle it. Good deal. Managed to spend a day at the county fair with girlfriends who were drinking Margarita's, while I drank Icee's. Hey, it was a Blue Raspberry virgin Margarita.

Damn, I miss tequila, though. But I am becoming a conniseur of hand-crafted sodas! Go Thomas Kemper's Black Cherry soda! MMMMM!

Okay, so for some reason, I finally figured out that getting plastered all weekend long is not a good thing. So, I'm taking the sobriety oath, dumped out all the JD in the house (sorry whiskey lovers), and am trying to start life anew. I'm tired of the pain and depression that goes along with alcoholism, not too mention the incredible cost my DUI has been. So...day two of sobriety.

And Kashani, sobriety doesn't suck...but Johnny Cash does still rock...

I just got my license back this morning, so now I'm not breaking the law driving to work. I still have 4 more months to serve on the restriction, but after that, I'm home free! Yippee!!!

The things you miss when they're gone...especially SysAdmins you've built shrines to...

I heard on the radio this morning that the government is urging Saturn to recall it's VUE (their SUV). Okay, I just bought one in February. I have been wanting one of these for many, many years. I've even started slowly customizing it...AND THEY WANT TO TAKE IT AWAY FROM ME?

Oh, good grief...and now I'm puking blood. Nothing to do with the recall, mind you, just my newest medication.

It will never end.

Yea, well, it's not like I can actually GO anywhere. Boy, I've been watching so much TV lately, it's darn near pathetic. I've become a Law and Order junkie, not too mention, I am now hooked on Stargate: Atlantis and The 4400. I tried to stay up long enough to watch Rescue Me last night, but a miraine started to kick in, so it was off to bed.

I did, however, come up with an idea for the Visual Basic Express 2005 (beta version) contest they're holding at Channel9.msdn.com, so that should be fun to get to work on. Progress to be posted here. Lucky you.

Just when I think I've got it together, I fall on my face again. Fortunately, for anyone out there that knows me (two by my last count), no broken arms. I just need to get it together...try to stay sane and sober. Which sucks, but it's better than jail, getting fired, or just going nuts, I guess.

So, it's off to AA meetings I guess. Hey, at least the coffee's good...

*sigh*

Work is boring. That's all there is to it. Though hired nearly 3 years ago to help the company migrate to DB2, I'm still sitting here doing nothing but number crunching and paper pushing. I like statistics and all, but just how excited can one get looking at anvils and compound miter saws all day? Well, I suppose if I was Tim Allen, I might be happier.

Anyway, I downloaded Visual Studio Express stuff the other day, and I finally managed to get VS.NET installed as well, so maybe I can return to my first love...programming.

I seem to have gone as far as I can in my 'Net Stalker role, with the search engines I know about. Funny thing, I actually found an old posting that my ex and I did after we saw "The Blair Witch Project." Man, the junk that's out there. The 'net sure does need a thorough cleaning up!

Okay, so I spent the requisite (as my court papers go) 48 hours in jail. Wow. What a wierd place to be. Not so bad, though the food totally sucked. Can't say too much bad, hanging with Mexicans and white trash, which I am of the latter. Strange, the whole place looked like an Elvis movie.

I met quite a few girls that seemed to be okay, but if I was in Los Angeles...knowing that I was leaving...I would have gotten the crap kicked out of me. So, these girls were actually cool. Not necessarily nice, but cool. We all kinda had our place in there. Some of us were moms, so we were able to counsel the "preggies" or thought to be "preggies". Hey, at least I had something I could talk about.

Finding out I was 42 instead of the "30 something" everyone thought I was, helped. They all wanted to know my "secret". Yea. Secret. Get into drugs early...as the Sex Pistols once said, "Die young, leave a good looking corpse." I don't plan to die young but, dammit, I'm gonna leave a hellava good looking corpse...

Just had to do more 'net stalking...tis fun, I say! Not too mention I wanted to write SOMEWHERE that I get to spend the weekend in jail...what fun!