Shit.

I totally went to bed around one-thirty last night. XD My ten hours became six, and I was more tired today than yesterday. WTF.

Nearly done with the transfer website, for now. After weeks of repetitive coding and image-shooping, the (forseeable) end is in sight for little!Jimmy and me (we're extra excited about that because it means we can get back to work on our papercraft army). It figures, then, that tomorrow and Friday, I'm all but barred from working on it. I don't even know what Hobson's is, let alone what it's for. All I know is that Rob did it when he was there, and somehow my name got pulled out of the proverbial hat to deal with it now. Training for it -- I don't even know what it is, I feel I should stress that -- starts tomorrow morning at nine, a full hour before I'm usually set to go into work.

Going in an hour early is fine, I don't care about that (the commute will suck, though). However, it does mean fighting for the shower with my mother, and of course I must defer to her. If she's already downstairs drinking her coffee, I don't understand why she can't use the downstairs bathroom, especially when her knees have been bothering her as of late (coffee and knees. OH GOD I'M JUST LIKE HER AND GRAMMA). 9_9 Shower time is me time. It's waking up time. It's thinking time. In the winter *cough* it's warm-up time. It is not something to be rushed. DO NOT FUCK WITH MY SHOWER. I need to get the hell out of here. Where's my ride?

And now I have to be in and out as fast as I can or my mother will throw a fit like a bratty child, because heaven forbid she be inconvenienced! *groan* Not happy. Not to mention that, despite what I've been assured, I'm going to miss some, if not all, of the Thanksgiving lunch at work tomorrow because of this shit. I fucking KNOW it. And this is an all-day thing? I hope I'm not late for class on Friday....

I don't even know what this shit is, guys! WTF! I hope I'm really bad at whatever it is, just so I don't have to do it. *pout*

I miss when I goofed off the entire day at work, y'know, as opposed to only half, like I do now. XD So unproductive. (No, seriously, the past six weeks -- six weeks already! -- have been so repetitive and frustrating, I deserve my frequent sanity breaks. (Charge, Papercraft Army!))

Bright side, completely unrelated to work: I was able to register for class tonight. Hurray! I was surprised to see that Akai-sensei really was not kidding about competing for spots: I was the eleventh person to register -- there are twenty spots -- and registration isn't open to the public for another five, now, days. I will see at least three familiar faces, aside of Akai-sensei, at least: I looked at the list and I saw two people in my class now, and one person from my level five class. Not that any of them are my friends -- augh, another complaint of mine -- but I know what I'll be working with? Kinda?

Dear Goddesses, have I really been reading and playing with this shit for the past five hours? LAME.

You've GOT to be kidding me.

Thank the Goddesses for needing the internet during training, because playing is the only thing that's going to keep me sane the next two days.

This training is going SO SLOWLY and the concepts are SO BASIC that everything really can be taught in about three hours, NOT TWELVE. Seriously, there's a lot of air-blowing, and BronxScienceing and people who don't know how to freakin' use a computer, and if they would just cut to the goddamn chase, I could be OUT OF HERE and back to work like I should be doing.

I have a workbook. I feel like I'm in fucking kindergarten. :::traces letters for penmanship practice, seriously.:::

And it's been two and a half hours, and I still don't know what the HELL this shit is for. Really, why am I here? I'm going to bang my head on the desk now. Maybe I'll get a horrible concussion and find myself in the hospital so I DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS ANYMORE.

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Freakin'... glorified Microsoft Access!

It did not get better after I made that post. There was one major hands-on exercise that took up an hour or so, and that was good. We weren't given all the information we needed and had to figure things out and puzzle through them; that was worth the time spent on it, because it forced us to learn and how to think and learn how to use the program. Spending the other five hours on what I could figure out from reading Help files or just playing around with the options I have (without saving things) was not so good, especially once I started thinking faster than the rest of the group and jumping ahead and getting extra assignments....

Look, it's not my fault that this shit is straightforward, and I'm apparently smarter than the rest of you. It makes fucking sense (boolean logic, squee!).

It's enrollment management software (please read that in a snooty voice), where, summarily, you use a bunch of fields and pretty much play Guess Who?. Choose what you want, create a filter with the requirements you want, make the program run, and there's your list. Export it, do whatever, and move on. Repeat as necessary. WHERE HAVE I SEEN THIS BEFORE? :O And it certainly doesn't take twelve hours to learn. Moving on, because I'm probably gonna gripe about this shit tomorrow, too.

Lunch was epic. Just about everything on the table -- except the hummus that Seto bought -- was homemade, and dare I say, much tastier than anything I've had at home (and less salty. There was like, no salt. My mother wonders why she has high blood pressure. 9_9). The turkey was moist through and through, the veggies were crisp, and the cranberry sauce was just tangy enough. Nom. And little!Jimmy made some hellified brownies and sugar cookies from scratch!

I'd also like to send out Decembertime cards, so if you want, send your address along -- the post is screened -- and you'll get one eventually. In time for Decembertime, not Valentine's Day, like two years ago. XD

There was probably more I wanted to say; it's been lost in the frustration over my day and dreading of tomorrow. I have class tomorrow, too! I'm gonna be so out of it. (Need to finish homework....)

P.S., Woo! Today's my half-birthday! :D +20 7.5-year-old!