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now i lay me down to sleep

Started: Tuesday, January 11, 2000 02:25

Finished: Tuesday, January 11, 2000 02:51

Well, I think yesterday finally saw me catching up on some of the sleep that was practically absent from my life last week. After the "sort of" irc fest, at which Jaeger and I were the only ones present, at least in the non-meatspace version (the real Gibsonian term has been so overused as to become a bad cliché), I went down at around 0300.

1000 -- I wake up, scan Slashdot, check in at Netforum; I might have made a couple brief comments in reply to other users' messages. I honestly don't remember. Then, it's back down for more sleep, having never left the room.

At oh... say, 1500, I awake again. This time, a bit more sustained. Again, briefly cruise Slashdot, Netforum, and check email. Nothing terribly exciting happening.

Shower, grab a bite to eat, take a bus into Boulder, wander up and down Pearl Street Mall for nearly an hour, with employment at the back of my mind. Not many help wanted signs. Maybe not the best location. Too many people already want to work here. Need to find place where demand > employee pool.

Pick up Daily Camera. Scan want ads. Nothing catches my eye. While riding bus home, read about dotcom mania, also happy to see an accurately reported article about the DVD insanity hearings in Santa Clara. Mentions Linux. Mentions Slashdot. Good.

At home, open web browser. Go to hotjobs.com. Scan opportunities. Write cover letter and send resume to nearby tech company. Hope to get response. Will send another resume and cover letter to to someone else after sleep on Tuesday.

Watch Ally McBeal while eating crackers and peanut butter. Ponder silly court case of escort service catering to high school boys. Laugh at Billy's callgirl entourage. Frown when Ally's relationship with insane homeless guy doesn't work out. Eat more crackers and peanut butter.

Sleep. Wake up after midnight. Stay awake for a couple hours coding and doing situps (no laugh!). Sleep again. Next time no caveman talk.