What am I doing working the 11pm to 7 am shift? I don't know.
It sounded fun and unusual and definitely something I'd never done before...

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7:00

The phones are going crazy as the east coast wakes up and realizes they cannot check their email. I am still the only one in the office and I feel all weird because the sun is coming up and I have still not been to bed -- something which rarely happens to me. I am eating my last bag of whoppers and have ravaged a good part of a loaf of some strange pear, hazelnut and fig bread which was strangely tasty.

6:00

Nothing much has changed since 4. I spoke to two Covad guys and one guy from North Hollywood who couldn't spell Speakeasy no matter how many times I said it to him letter by letter -- my favorite typo was Steakeasy. We both agreed that perhaps he should call back later after he'd had some sleep. I spoke to him around 5:30 am [my time and his time] and when I gave him his password -- which he had forgotten -- he asked his Mom for a pen. Apparently 5:30 isn't as early as I think it is, for some people.

Casey brought in his box that has a DVD player so I got to kind of half watch Aliens in between fielding phone calls and eating these potentially nutritious but kind of weirdly bland carob energy cubes.

Linux disk image worked out fine, finally. If only the install would go so easily."It's not for me, it's for a friend..."

People from New York are starting to wake up and complain that their DSL is not running. Are people from Boston, DC, PA or Virginia complaining at 9 am on a Saturday? No.

4:00

No calls this hour. I have eaten all my snacks except for the Whoppers and appear to be peeing pure caffeine. I am watching some of Aliens on DVD but I can't get the surround sound to really knock me out.

Linux machinations continue into their third hour...

3:00

Two phone calls in a row from a guy in Portland who should be sleeping whose account has expired. He was very nice about it: "no worries." This Linux disk burn is going slowly, like everything else surrounding the whole Linux miasma. I expected nothing less.

2:00

Two friends of mine called in the last hour and another came by bearing food wanting to burn a Linux CD. I have eaten a lot of bread and had this conversation with an EU [end user] "So, you say this whole problem started when you unplugged and moved everything...? What do you want me to do for you?"

One of the last people to call here was my soon-to-be new housemate Super-Magnetic Wizardman who now calls me Mom. We are having the "roll out" of our new place on April 1st, FYI.

1:00

Jesse called!

0:00

On the phone with the Covad guys, they are the only people I have talked to so far, except for Casey.

23:00

just got here, camera is out of batteries, this will be an imageless night. I could draw some but I'm not sure where the scanner might be.

I have a double tall mocha, a large chai [to be heated up later] a good book, some carob energy nuggets, a few bags of Whoppers and some other mood elevating drugs.

My coworker Casey -- here til 1 am -- is trying to find good pinball machines on EBay. Actually, now he's gone out to smoke and try and rig up his DVD player in here. The phone has rung twice in the last four hours, he says. Until that happens, I am listening to KCMU. I was listening to His Name Is Alive but they really only have one song I like.