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Friday, January 04, 2013

-23 and me

it was a long dream, involving various complications with returning home after a long day.

i was observing a snooty family playing golf, decidedly unimpressed, and one of the daughters called me up to flirt. then her sister began competing with her. things got weird.

after dropping off friends at a theatre group, i hopped on a transport that got lost in winding, badly marked streets with name changes at each building, and narrowly avoided an erratically driven vehicle screaming up to a narrow pass, that vehicle continuing past and slamming into a car parked on the side of the road before reversing and flying off. i decided to call it in, but i dropped my phone and had to rescue it while our vehicle was coming apart. i jumped off to return to the scene of the incident, hunting the street name and eventually finding a local to advise me.

i called the patrician, who was happy to deal with it but demanded to know who had referred me. i wanted to make up a name, but i really didn't want some random stranger to die because of me.


i went to bed early, and it was a long night with an upset stomache. what did i eat?!

getting up when it's still dark isn't cool. but it was cold. -23 outside, and it felt like it. at least i didn't have to be outside for too long.

the bank disaster that occurred a few weeks ago? i'm really glad that pg just happened to be in israel to take care of it. here's another rub: it's a joint account, but between yesterday and today my tenant has discovered that he can't transfer money to it unless he uses pg's name; mine doesn't work. wtf?!?!

today was relaxed, partially due to a comment by aota that the office was too quiet and my responding with an ambient playlist.

i spent the day grilling moonlighter over his failure to take my advice, and sitting with him and a mac fighting against apple incoherence.

firstly, their under-the-thumb attitude to their coding ecosystem is terribly inconvenient, as they don't give a crap about backwards compatibility and happily shut down previously legitimate libraries with unintelligible build errors.

secondly, versions is the crappest svn ui i've ever come across, and considering how much i detest the entire svn ecosystem that's pretty harsh criticism. everything that went wrong and kept moonlighter in the office past home-time made me just a little more embarrassed for whoever participated in its writing.

i've come to the conclusion that mac developers are masochists compared to the rest of the tech world.

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i got home to a warm meal and one piece. i missed the day's power outage and wasn't outside nearly as much as pg, so i really can't complain (even if our external door still doesn't close properly and our toilet's not fixed yet).

one of the guys was telling me that his window cracked from the cold last night: in weather like this, it's probably not a good idea to walk about with one's mouth open. tough as that may be, with constantly running noses.

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