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31 January 2002


1:50 PM: Why is it only now now? It should be later. Am I here yet? I think so. I have been working since, oh, yesterday. Around 9 or 10 PM, I think. I watched Tenchi Universe and Dragonball, and then the second half of Justice League that I missed when I passed out earlier. I do nothing but code and watch cartoons all day. Never too late to be a compleat geek, I guess.

Work is bad. Vignette really is toilet. And now they're apparently losing money and laying people off and teetering on the edge of bankuptcy. Unless they're not. You can't believe anything you read on the internet, after all. Which includes this, so who knows? Even if I did, I doubt I could tell you. Not because it'd be a secret. I mean 'could' as in 'capable'.

Something else has happened.... hmmm. New Buffy espiode - espiode? epidose? episode, that's the work, I mean the word - on Tuesday. Went over to Lana and Eddie's to see with several other converts old and new. Nice to watch with a crowd that laughs at the funny parts. Very nice to see on a TV where the red parts of the image don't look like solar flares.

Mmmmmmm, Neko Case. "Letter From an Occupant" is playing on PotatoeMusique! now. She's coming to town, both on her own and with them New Pornographer fellas, in March. That's a good thing. I am liking this whole radio station fun. I think I need to get a little server and dedicate it to streaming the music out, though. It runs surprisingly well now, but still, does tend to make Winblows98 lose its tiny simulated little mind.

English can be lots of fun in the right hands.





Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.

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