I woke up at 3:30 this morning with a jolt of dread. Something having to do with my job but I can't remember what. It was the kind of awake jolt where you think you won't be going back to sleep or at least not easily. Next thing I knew it was 6 and the NPR station was listing the school closures.

This is off the local CBS affiliates website. That particular station is in a tie for Weather Truth Teller on jim_carson's weather tracking exercise.

Weather Summary : We are getting ready for quite a storm that will begin tonight. Cold temperatures today will set the stage for significant snows late tonight and tomorrow with between 4 and 12 inches expected. The snow will change to rain late tomorrow which will make for a slushy mess late in the day.

I realized this morning that I had not heard a peek from my LJ friends in a long time. Zero comments. Nothing. Nada. And, I love comments! While I loaded up my own journal into my browser, I was trying to figure out what I could have said in a recent entry to make everyone ignore me. And I was already framing the apology.

But, lo and behold, there were comments! Right there! And then I remembered...

Yesterday morning my email got stuck in a sand trap somewhere. I noticed I hadn't heard from Mom. I VNC's to her machine and discovered that she had sent me a note several hours earlier. Hmmmm So I noodled around looking for the cause and discovered that it was my SpamArrest service.

I hopped onto LJ and set email to go to Hotmail. About an hour later SpanArrest got healed and the email came pouring in. There were lots of LJ comments and that reminded me to switch LJ back to my regular email. But, alas, the 'validate your email change' note from LJ got stuck in the spam filter and I forgot that I needed it.

So... no email of comments. And that is a sad sad sad situation indeed. And gave me some crystal insight. I am a serious comment whore. All is fixed now. And I want to thank you all. You made me what I am. We can all be proud.

So the little deli across the street serves sandwiches but also hot foods. On Mondays and Fridays, they have General Tso's chicken. It is the best General Tso's chicken in the whole wide world. I mean that.

A couple of weeks ago, I had lunch over in the International District at a Chinese restaurant that is supposed to be one of the best in the city. I had General Tso's chicken. It wasn't even close. So the next time I was in the deli, I told them that they had the best. They all pointed to the little lady near the stove and said 'it's her! She does it!'.

Today is Monday. Kenny wanted to buy me lunch. So we went for General Tso's chicken. The little lady near the stove saw me coming and met me with "I make you fresh, ok?" OK! Their portions are huge so I eat half for lunch and save the other half for dinner. Not today. I couldn't find a stopping point. The fresh General was just too good. Now I am stuffed.

Since we have no HR, this from the CFO tonight:

Please use your good judgement in determining whether you should make the drive in to work or perhaps work remotely..... could be a lot of snow... or could be a lot of hot air...:) hard to tell now, but make your call tomorrow. We don't want anyone to end up (permanently) in the ditch. Thanks.

Ok, so I'm not the crystal clear communicator that I thought I was... bummer.

My entry this morning about being a comment whore was really really really not a plea for more comments. You guys are great! You do a fine job and don't need to do more. Really. You let me know you are there and set me straight when I need it, offer symapthy when I need that, and send me more chuckles than I deserve.

What I meant was that when I am cut off from all that, like I was yesterday, I realize how much it means to me. You all do a fabulous job and mean the world to me. Never change. Oh, wait, that was yearbook talk. But you get the drift this time, yes? Thanks.

And, now back to your regular programming.