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I have a good life.
Periodically, the unpleasant bits conspire to all whack me at once, but that doesn't change the fact that I am, fundamentally, happy.
interrobang?
Interesting bit of fluff that showed up on soc.bi: The interrobang, a punctuation that is both exclamation point and question mark.
I wonder how much the invention of moveable type stifles the invention of new shapes for writing?
work hard, play hard
Interesting things to think about came out of an intense four or five days at work, the first of which is that working that hard really does mean I should then play that hard (and not just *slack* hard, which is what I usually do after an exceptionally hard week at work). [more]
good news
My skirt from Piedmont finally arrived (a year late). I'm still pissed off at them, though; nobody should be treated as rudely as I was, under any circumstances.
"On the Web, nothing stays the same -- it either grows or it rots." -- Caleb
That's Thursday's quote of the day, randomly featured by a perl script I wrote in '96. J. Caleb Donaldson was Gardener-in-Chief of Cyborganic at the time he wrote that comment. I think I was on the set at The Site (ZDTV's first television show, where I was webmistress), and I think I was goofing off, hanging out on The Space Bar chatting, where he wrote it. And has probably long since forgotten it.
I'm not sure how much of that is true, and how much is an overly romanticized memory. The only thing I'm sure of is the attribution to Caleb, because I was so tickled by the comment that I put it immediately in my quote file. It's a bit ironic, I guess, because the link I used for his name was his GeekCereal profile...which has long since rotted.
Somewhere right around then, everything changed.
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thinking about weblogs, again.
I'm jealous of Alex's weblog. He's much better than I am about writing in it frequently. I have this sense that interesting things rarely happen in my life, but that's because I'm confused about my audience -- for me, "interesting" means "out of the ordinary," but I get the impression that people read weblogs for ordinary, day-to-day stuff...just not their *own* ordinary, day-to-day stuff. [more]
ups and downs
I've been down with a cold for awhile now -- on and off last week, and worse this week. So, I'm feeling sick and cranky and somewhat picked-on by my health-care providers. I did manage to feel well enough to thoroughly enjoy Ethan's and my five-year-anniversary dinner party on Saturday night, which was sumptuous and wonderful. But three days later, I'm sick and cranky, so this is mostly a rant about my health, and not a whole lot about the lovely dinner. Even though, to be honest, the dinner was a lot more good than being sick is bad. :) [more]
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