This temp job gives me Web access, but not my email (no telnet or ssh), and I'm feeling oddly detached. Not as bad as the point this morning, wrestling with Word, when I was thinking "I have no google, I have no rassef, I'm trapped inside my brain."
Word, by the way, fought us to a standstill by producing dishonest error messages, so we extracted the data and used Filemaker Pro to create labels. So now I'm putting them on envelopes, which I will then get to stuff and put postage on. Extremely modified rapture.
Word, by the way, fought us to a standstill by producing dishonest error messages, so we extracted the data and used Filemaker Pro to create labels. So now I'm putting them on envelopes, which I will then get to stuff and put postage on. Extremely modified rapture.
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