07/07/2005 Archived Entry: "Hungry for lunch"

I am hungry. Quite hungry. It's about a half-hour until we all pile into the car and head over to Tokyo Bowl, but my stomach is already making growling noises.

Broke down today and contacted a lawn care service to start mowing my lawn--having skipped the last four weeks mowing, the grass is actually evolving to sentience and plotting my downfall. It needed to be stopped, so I called in the professionals. Actually, I'm out of weedeater twine and my mower needs oil, and that stuff is all the way over at Home Depot, which is like ten minutes away, whine whine bitch bitch. It is a sad state of affairs where I'd rather spend twenty five dollars than drive ten minutes.

Been experimenting with disk quotas at work. The Celerra NS we use has built-in file system quota abilities, and I've got them up and running on a test share. We so need to implement quotas on our users home directories. The amount of space currently in use for home directories is beyond obscene. We have a tick over 4,000 users, and 12TB of network storage currently IN USE for their home directories.

That's not just bad. Nor is it just wrong. It is bad-wrong. It is badong.

New movie quote to work into everyday conversation--when a user has a problem, I'll ask them if it's their fault. When they swear to God it isn't their fault, I'm going to yell, "SWEAR TO ME!"

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