After putting in 57 hours of work last week, today I only added eight more. Everything went smoothly and faster than expected.
No, really, that’s all I have to say. That, and I’m ever so glad I go on vacation Thursday…

After putting in 57 hours of work last week, today I only added eight more. Everything went smoothly and faster than expected.
No, really, that’s all I have to say. That, and I’m ever so glad I go on vacation Thursday…
I worked something resembling a normal day yesterday… 9 to 5, ya know. Today is different.
I arrived at 10:00am for a meeting (yes, I slept in, what’s your point?) and then put out small fires while waiting for the start of this evening’s AS/400 project: Upgrading hardware.
You see, there are four hard drives. They’re not large enough. So we ordered bigger ones. The trick to upgrading ’em is to move all the data off of one, replace it with a larger one, then move as much data as possible onto that new one. Then you repeat with another drive, and so on, and so on.
It’s 8:00pm as I write this. I don’t know how much longer this will take, since it could finish quickly or slowly depending on how quickly the machine can migrate data, and on whether any unforeseen difficulties arise. Even if all goes well I don’t expect to leave here until at least 10:00pm.
Here’s the kicker: I was at 33 working hours when I left yesterday. I’m now at 43 hours and counting, with an unfinished night’s project still to supervise and two more working days left in my week. Nevermind that I’m working another long shift this coming Sunday to match the one I pulled three days ago this past Sunday.
I need a rest. Among other things.
Here’s an example of the kind of day (and by “day” I mean “consecutive number of hours that may or may not number less than twenty-four”) I can have at work. And by “example” I mean “accounting of the last twenty-some-odd hours and the multitude of hours yet to come.”
8:00am Sunday: Arrive, greet consultant, turn him loose on project.
5:30pm Sunday: Leave consultant to own devices so as to procure foodstuffs and a few hours’ rest (and by “rest” I mean “hang out with friends, watch a movie, eat some din-din” but not “get some sleep”).
11:30pm Sunday: Return to office, send consultant home so he can get a few hours’ rest (meaning “sleep” this time) while I babysit the troublesome AS/400 backup.
3:00am Monday: Finish tape backup, go home to sleep.
10:30am Monday: Arrive, greet consultant, get marching orders for the coming evening, set auditors up with network hub and some cables, discover hacking of Windows 2000 server, repair damage, patch, patch some more, reboot some more, and start tackling all of the other small emergencies that tend to crowd up a standard Monday.
6:??pm Monday: Begin yet another tape backup of the AS/400, now expected to take four hours per session instead of the two hours forty minutes that it used to take.
?:??pm Monday: Go home, try to sleep enough to take on Tuesday…
Here’s the brief rendition of the last 24 hours in capsule form for easy swallowing:
So yeah, somebody took their precious work laptop home, got infected by that bleeping worm, brought it back and made my day a living hell yesterday. I answered my cellphone blocks away from the office and knew that my day would consist entirely of fixing and patching, patching and fixing.
And so it did. Occasionally I sat down to nibble on some snack food, but generally speaking I was on my feet and scrambling around from about 9:30 on. Fun, wot?
I finished up at about 3:30, and Lilith (bless her heart) swung by to rescue me at 4:00… but first I was obliged to give the nickel tour to her and the “eldest demonspawn.” Nothing shatters a 14-year-old girl’s illusions about the radio business more effectively than a quick tour through the broadcast facility.
The evening was spent in the companionable environs of Lil’ and Geoffrey’s place, mostly spent cracking wise at various Animal Planet programming.
Today I’m attempting to reconstruct The Beast, a.k.a. The Standby Enco Server. Wish me luck, I think I’m going to need it.
Remember that power zap a week ago? Did I mention that Beast, the standby Enco server, has been misbehaving since then?
It’s not misbehaving anymore. It’s totally dead. Yes, I realize that this is a fine distinction.
So I’m going from dealing with the Win2K/XP RPC worm (it only hit Ryoko and Washuu, no biggie) to rebuilding the standby Enco server from the ground up. Did I mention that I don’t have a current backup of its Samba config or any of its scripts?
If you need me I’ll be in the other room, ruing the day I was born…
Following up on the excitement of the other night, here’s some more fun and frolic at Ye Olde Office:
And that’s just the three biggest issues that have come up this week. Don’t you wish you had a job as grand as mine?