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.