tanaise | (no subject)

My IM isn't working here, so no luck flirting with my coworkers. I miss my IM. It makes me happy when it works, even when I'm not flirting.

Instead I spent a couple hours moving html from a set of webpages into Dreamweaver and making it look pretty. Oh, how I hated that. But it was only 2 hours. Now I'm back to making edits on the tests I started out here working on. The proofreader they used is on crack, I think, since she insists on labeling every single thing that is different between the printouts and the screen, never mind that the only reason we have the printouts is because she can't very well write on the screen. gah. If every print out but one has an E in the top corner of the front page, *I* say they don't all need marked. Maybe that's just because I knew the person keying in the text edits wasn't an idiot, but i'm starting to think she is. We gave her the files that this had been built from, to check that we'd not introduced any errors? She went through and marked them up. Well, yeah, they're not the same as the webpages. They're not supposed to be. No one is planning on doing anything else with them ever again, I think, once these files are done. I have an urge to sic the ducks on her. She marks all those things, and then misses stuff like carryout as one word. Or corrects something one place, but not anywhere else. I *hate* inconsistency. I think I would be less annoyed by the fact that she's marking all those stupid thing if I felt she had a clue what she was doing otherwise, which I don't at the moment. Too many stupid mistakes for me to forgive.

And when I'm done with the text edits, there's a handful of graphic changes to be made.

But my radiostation is playing Beautiful Day. I am happy and calm.