Current mood:	tired
Current music:	Nirvana, Smells Like Teen Spirit

Whoops

Hm, skipped a week or so. So it goes. What happened in the last week?

Finished Reichert. Started working on Willis's To Say Nothing of the Dog again. Finished that; I wonder why I keep re-reading them? Granted I like them, but still, I ought to be reading new stuff. Still avoiding Game of Kings, I took up George R. R. Martin's Game of Thrones, now am 419 pages into it, and I'm still just halfway through. Whew!

Friday at work, my boss reamed me out for not keeping up with the dailies. Stu has informed me and everyone else that I have the lowest count for last month, three. Before that, on Monday I went to the Dow Jones complex in Princeton to meet with Chris English in the Factiva building. Factiva is a joint Reuters/Dow Jones online news service. Joe and I did a pitch for OPNET ITGuru ACE, and Chris seems interested. Spent the week doing a proof of concept on some Sniffer logs they had given us.

Did absolutely no work on my Smalltalk image.

I picked up Darby Conley's Get Fuzzy: The Dog is Not a Toy (House Rule #4). Lord but that I love that freaky little cat. Also, Fry and Lewis's Over the Hedge, another favorite.

Anime, just watching the same things over and over. I think I may return some DVDs that I can get elsewhere. I still haven't opened my old movies, Harvey and Groundhog's Day; I could probably get them for five to ten dollars cheaper elsewhere. I wish Citizen Kane and Bringing up Baby were out.

Fourth of July was restful, if it weren't for the dodging and avoiding. Um. Saturday I went to Yen-yen's party. Oh, yes, and the Saturday before, Yen-yen had come over; that's when she invited me. Unfortunately, she invited Edward as well, through Mom, so he had to go, even though he was planning a party for someone else on the same night. He's pissed with her, but he never shows it to her through the night, but when I drive him back, he's palpably pissed. Playing Invader Zim episodes over and over. Anyway, the party went well but of course I had to leave early because of Edward. Danced a little. It was a seventies theme, and all the Seven Seven staffers were in seventies get-ups. Most of them are young enough I think that they saw less than two or three years of the seventies, hm. Met some people, Jo-Jo and Allan (no relation, ah ha ha ha, he chortled drolly) are friends of Jay's. Bam Bam put me at a table with some young people who ignored me; I talked with Bert, a mainframe guy. CICS and DB2 on an IBM/390, no less.

Dancing, and though it was a seventies party, the DJ had nothing against dancehall reggae, thank Heavens. Though it was mostly four- or five-year old stuff, stuff they were playing when I was in college. I suppose that's considered classic nowadays. When was the last time I heard good dancehall reggae? "Wasn't Me" is fun, but not what I call swinging stuff. The DJ needed to cut the transitions between songs short, or make them more danceable.

Saw a woman I sort of knew from the horrible Chase project under Hannick's wing; I don't remember what she was working on when I was there, and in fact never cared. It did give me a turn when I saw her, though; I figured I knew her from someplace.

Edward didn't go to Church with me today, feeling sick.

Ramona West invited me to some Thursday thing, but she gave me the wrong number, and I don't have her number! Rrgh. She said that some people from Rutgers hung out there, as if that were an inducement.

Trying to put a Lettermen CD together from some CDs Mom has but never plays, to get me out of the doghouse. Trying to find a video capture PCMCIA card for a PowerBook. Trying to keep my head above water at work, and do my taxes before the fifteenth, so I don't feel so overwhelmed next month. Gotta get papers from my various banks, and E*Trade, dammit.

Ordered a Handspring Visor Edge, because of the rebate offer--I'm sending my US Robotics Pilot 5000, broken as it is, it's only good for bragging rights to being an early sucke--er, adopter. Still thinking about getting a PBK thing, but not sure which. It's not like I wear jewelry at all. And is it for the snob appeal, as Susan said, or am I not fooling myself when I say that it means I'm dedicated and committed to the liberal arts? What have I done for the liberal arts lately?

Started committing my Imperial Immanate thing to electronic bits, transferring it from the scribbles I did in Roy's apartment in St. Louis when I was working at AG Edwards. Long time coming.