I did finish the rearrangement of the house yesterday. Bernie’s computer is now where the dining nook “should” be, and he has the big chair from out of Wendi’s room. The house is online again, though there’s still two gaming PCs to hook up. That can wait.

During the start of the dinner break, Lilith and Geoffrey and the smaller demonspawn stopped by for a bit. Sadly, it was during the part where my room looked like a dorm room after a LAN party. Ah well. They didn’t seem to mind too much.

I nailed Cat-5 to the walls, I vacuumed (yes, Lil’, I vacuumed), I threw out all kinds of garbage, and eventually I was able to call it good. It’s not a stretch to say that I’m very, very proud of myself for not making a disaster of it.

Wendi came home from her second gig for the weekend, and we promptly went out for our official Last Date. It seems appropriate that two people who noticed each other during a pre-Rocky (Horror) dinner at Denny’s should end up sharing appetizers at a Shari’s. It was a very pleasant evening and we’ve reaffirmed that while we are parting ways, we’re parting as friends.

This morning I went in to the office to do the email maintenance (basic version) and traffic system backup (single pass) as well as set up some of the new computers we ordered for the incoming KWJJ/KOTK staff.

The good news is that I assembled every computer we’ve received so far. The bad news is that we’ve only received three out of the twenty-five we ordered. And the move-in date is this coming Friday.

Speaking of work stuff that makes me nervous, I’ll leave you with yet another example of how Karel Is A Goddamned Idjut:

Months ago, we ordered the licenses for the webserver project. I insisted that since I already have Win2K Advanced Server installers, they only needed to send me the regular Server install media.

Cut to Friday. I frantically searched for the aforementioned Win2K A.S. CD. What I found instead was a regular Server installer, and I thought, “Damn, wrong one.” Eventually I had to call off the weekend project because without the Advanced Server installers we can’t accomplish a single thing.

Late last night it dawned on me. “Duh,” I said to myself, “You’ve never had more than one copy of Windows 2000 Server, the one you found in your CD cabinet. You assumed all along that it was Advanced, but obviously it wasn’t. Moron.”

Now I get to a) scramble to get Advanced Server install media, b) reschedule with the very-expensive-consultant and c) explain to the Corporate Internet folks the delay in getting their promised-by-month-end server cluster online. Eep.

This is not the sort of thing that fills me with confidence in my ability to perform my job. *sigh* Ah well.