I spent all of last week turning a non-HTML graphic designer's idea of what our new site should look like into some easy-to-use templates and was feeling pretty darn proud of myself. Then my boss brought in another designer who took one look at the fruits of my labor and said 'can I have the originals from the designer' Stupidly, I asked 'do you want my template?' No.

So all of my hard work is going to be cast aside. At least my lovely placeholder text might get used. But that's what working is all about, right? Working hard then sucking it up when someone else has a better way of doing it.

I got caller ID at home today. Some guy called no less than 5 times this morning. His English seemed pretty limited but I think he was trying to send a fax (this a guess because he kept calling back and I'd hear a beep). I told him that whoever he needed, they weren't at my house, but it was to no avail. When I get home, I'll have the power to block him from calling.

When I was in college, I always had wacky answering machine messages. It really messes people up. Right now Alice is answering the phone for us, I was tired of the grown up 'we're not home right now' message that I had to put on while I was looking for a job.