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March 28, 2002


So... what's going on in my little world? Well, let me see.

Starting with work: I've been working on 4 different projects all week, and have completed 2. I don't think I'll be finishing those other two in the next day and a half.

Work at home: The chores keep piling up. This weekend is supposed to be nice, which probably means I'll either be sick or sidetracked. I need to finish a few things, including but not limited to the shelves for Naladahc, the shims under the washing machine, the curtains for the office, mending the throw pillow for the couch, and... well, isn't that enough?

Then there's web work... aside from this site, I have 4 different projects to update. Then, I have to customize my administrative pages so I can administer everything from one place. And then, we're testing 3-4 different message board systems for the alumni site. Which means I have to research them and put them up for trial.

And, I'm trying to help Erik with his mailer.

Overwhelmed, sorta.

And, I've been making my laptop into a killer development station. Soon, it will be complete. I just need Photoshop 7 and it will be finished. A version of Ultradev for OSX would be awesome, too.

March 26, 2002

God love command line...

Yeah. Ok. I am a geek. You all knew that already. And, I guess I could say that I'm much less of a geek than I used to be. I mean, I've forgotten quite a bit of what I knew about obscure British sci-fi back in the late 80s/early 90s. I think I killed those brain cells. Probably from hanging out with the frat boys and drinking way too much while in Athens.

But, I'm happy to note that in the last few days I've set up a webserver on my laptop (which Apple royally misconfigured to begin with -- good thing I knew a bit about Unix and Apache) and THEN managed to add php and cgi functionality. Next comes MySQL and asp. Yeah. Right. Oh, and Perl is supposedly already built-in, but if it's anything like the the last two pieces, it will be more than just a switch-flip.

God love command-line editing. God bless pico.

I never thought I would say I am glad for all the work I did at the Dispatch and the Unix classes I took at OU.

March 25, 2002

Apple iTunes and Wilson's Leather

Has anybody noticed the guy from the Apple iTunes commercial (the one in the theatre with all the musicians) appearing in TONS of retail signage and print ads lately???

I'd be grateful for any links anyone could send.

He's in Wilson's Leather...

March 21, 2002

Happy Birthday to You

I dont have any cute names for him... I dont have any fantastically perfect gifts for him today... I got him presents every Thursday since Valentine's day, and they've all been practical.

Honey, if you're reading this, Happy Birthday. I hope you love your presents, and I hope that you realize I don't need birthdays and holidays for excuses to give you things.

You are gonna LOVE your gifts from our friends, though. I can attest to that.

Happy Birthday Number Thirty-Two. I hope it's your best yet.

March 18, 2002

Is the world still spinnin' 'round?

Damn this Kylie album is pure pop. That is, based on the two tracks I've heard so far. And have you seen the video for "Can't Get You Outta My Head"? Holy Lack of Fabric, Batman! Was she channeling J-Lo?

March 15, 2002

Happy Birthday Annalisa

I only have a little time to make an entry this morning. I've wanted to rant about work, and on the fitblog, but I just havent had time.

Today, my main point is to say Happy 30th Birthday to my friend Annalisa and to say (even though it's totally cliche) that some things do get better with age.

I am so happy to have you as a friend, Annalisa, and indirectly I have Kinkos to thank for it.

May you have many many more years of happiness and excitement.

And beer bongs, big boobs, and booty shakin. Ohio style, of course.

Happy Birthday!

March 11, 2002

A strange reunion

Such a strange weekend.

Friday, dinner at the Dube, drinks at Chalkie's with folks from work, and then out for dancing at that club on High Street whose name I won't mention.

I got all dressed up and went out, by myself, to meet up with my best friend and his entourage. Well, the entourage didn't show up, and it was me, best friend, and coworker of best friend.

Coworker was busy scouting women. BestFriend was busy looking for guys to go home with... "What about him?" "You can do better!" "No, I can't. I cant have you."

And then 20 minutes of his "I've always loved you but..." and all the reasons we've never dated.

Unnerving to have your best friend tell you how he loves you and will always love you, but will forever be disappointed because you don't feel the same way.

Then, having seen someone I knew from the old days, introducing him to the best friend, and watching them make out at the bar. (Making it #2 for the evening... of the "what about that guy" team)

And, when I had just about recovered from all the reeling -- at closing time -- I made my way downstairs and toward the door, and heard someone calling my name.

I turned around, seeing no one I knew, and kept going. The shouting continued, and then added my last name. I turned around again to face a beautiful, tan, buff boy, about 25 years old with blonde hair and green eyes. I went through the mental list of people I knew: old boyfriends, old tricks, old friends, and old friends' boyfriends and tricks... and came up with nothing.

"Do I know you?" I asked.

"I hope so," he said, "you did grow up in Barnesville, didn't you?"

Still not recognizing him, I replied, "Yeah, but who are you?"

"Trent," he said... and then my whole reality started spinning again. You see, Trent and I were in band together. Sat next to each other. Put up with all the "band geek" jokes. Only, back in high school, Trent was more than kinda heavy. He was a big big man. Which explains why I couldnt recognize him.

We exchanged a little small-talk (what are you doing now, etc), but unfortunately not emails or phone numbers, since we were both being hounded by our friends to leave.

"I'm sure I'll see you again," he said, "we'll talk more then," and he smiled.

Yeah. Weirdness.

Then, back to the best friend's house to play some video games and chill, while I watched him try to arrange a threesome with his two conquests, and his coworker desperately calling the two numbers he got, trying to hook up.

Finally, I just went home. It was too hard to watch. Like a train wreck, you want to watch but at the same time you know you shouldn't. And I didn't.

Saturday was a normal day... aside from Nala getting a new car, our power going out, eating pizza and playing Trivial Pursuit by candlelight, the centipede in the house, and the haunted hankie.

Such craziness.

March 4, 2002

Gram's House

So, my Gram's house is for sale. It's nothing special... just a 3br/2ba that needs work. What's surprising is the asking price... It needs about $15k/$20k worth of work (and a new garage) but yet it's selling for over double what it sold for only a couple years ago.

What the f*ck.

I wish I had the money. Really. Just to give my parents a nice, stable, predictable place to live.

I guess they'll just have to ride out the storm up on the hill, for now.

Upgrading the iBook

Hells yeah. Getting my iBook upgraded today. Finally. The new hard drive is being added as we speak.

This really kinda makes me sad about the Pickett's situation... a writer/editor without a computer is kind of dead in the water.

Hopefully a good cleaning will fix it all up. Once we get a T-09 star-shaped screwdriver.

March 2, 2002

Mouth Guard and feeling fat

I actually got Grammie Frances' letter out in the mail today. And Christine's CD almost 3 weeks late.

Good times at breakfast and the gallery hop. It's always nice to see friends who are just as crazy as you.

Kelly told me where to get a mouth guard so now I dont have to grit my teeth in my sleep anymore. Yay.

And, really, I've got to start working religiously on my abs. I felt so fat today.