Heehee. ;)

So, circa 20 minutes ago, I get home from work after a long day of.... well, I'm just glad it's over. And it's the weekend. So on the way home, I was trying to focus my energies on freeing the tension from my head. (Perhaps a little more difficult to do while driving, but still worth a shot.) Then I get home, ready to kick back, do a little surfing, check my email, etc.

If there was little of substantive content to be posted here last night, I feel there is even less tonight. Perhaps we'll have to go back to the days of multiple day or week periods with nary a rambling. Eek. I don't like that thought. OTOH, trying to type when there is really little or nothing to say seems kind of pointless. Like what I'm doing right now.

I think Jaeger has the right idea: A new chair. The one I'm sitting in right now, borrowed from the dining room, isn't exactly the most comfortable thing around. Wooden, and close to falling apart. The desk chair I had before that was nice while it lasted, but the support metal was so weak that it's screws fell out, and the back and support bent into an irreparable state of awkwardness. Not something you want to sit in.

And, in the grand tradition of idiocy the world over, tonight Bitscape watched more broadcast television than he's probably seen in the past three months combined. (Is that really true? I'm pretty sure it is, but my memory could have holes. Of course, DVD reproductions of shows that were once broadcast don't count.)

You wake up at 1500 with a massive cloud of depression over your head because you've been having the most disturbing sort of nightmares involving death, morbidity, and darkness. Uggh. Snap out of it, Bitscape!

I've finally got it all typed up, the timestamps doctored, and everything's ready to send. I suppose I'll probably be sending it the crappy old fashioned way, since I hardly feel like coding up a "cool" sync program at this time of night. Well, at the very least, I had to get them typed, and I did that. Content that just sits around without being put on the open web starts to rot and stink after a while. Don't want to have that.

Start: Sat Sep 23 21:21:24 MDT 2000

Start Sat Sep 23 11:07:10 MDT 2000

Start: Fri Sep 22 19:40:08 MDT 2000

start: anybody's guess. we'll say 16:15 CDT

start: approx 15:45 EDT Fri

start 1350 EDT Fri

start 2338 EDT Thur

Start: Thu 0410 EDT

Start: Wed 23:15 EDT

Start: 0425 EDT Wed

Start: 2254 EDT

Start: 1400 EDT

Start: 1236 EDT

Start: Unknown. Probably around 1000 or 1030 CDT

Well, I'm aboard. Delta flight 432. Denver to Atlanta. The plane is sitting on the runway. The baggage truck just pulled away. Waiting to be taxied.

Makes me stronger. Remember that. And repeat it. As many times as necessary.

I didn't like the note I left on before. But this one really will be the last rambling of the weekend. Definitely.

After taking the movies back to the store, I went to give Tobias a much needed wash. He was overdue already, and after those bumpy, dusty roads yesterday, he was looking pretty weathered. Besides that, I've found it has become quite a soothing ritual for me. I needed that.

And wouldn't ya know it? I slept away most of the afternoon. I think I needed it. Given the inevitable sleep deprivation ahead, it's probably good to get a little extra now. Although I suspect I'll be needing to down some rather heavy chemical doses in order to force my self into unconsciousness tonight.

Yawn. Perhaps up just a little too late watching movies. But they were good ones. :)

Ah yes. Every now and then, we must go back to revisit one of the classics. Tonight was just such a night. (Well, actually, this and the previous movie were rented Friday night, but we didn't get around to watching it until tonight/this morning -- this morning being defined as Sunday a.m.)

Hmmm... Rented this movie on DVD. Funny, but I think I enjoyed it more this time than I did the first, despite the fact that the big screen has such a far superior sound and projection system. For a movie like this, those aesthetics would seem paramount. Or perhaps not. Perhaps seeing it a smaller room, lights out, no boisterous crowds, with just a (relatively) little screen works all the better for driving the chills into the forgotten depths of the spine. Or maybe I was just in a more suitable mood.

Slept nice'n'late today. After I got up, I spent a couple hours playing with the Lounge code. I have such demanding readers. Always wanting this feature and that feature. Why, just last night, not one, but two emails regarding new functionality. (At least one of them provided a little code. ;)

Alright, I sort of truncated that last rambling prematurely. But the rest of the family was leaving for the restaurant, and if I wanted to eat with them, I had to let it go. (Cause their patience had just about run out.)

Not me, that's for sure. I'm taking this weekend OFF. (As if that somehow qualifies as news. But... ya know. Crazy shit sometimes.)

Shortly after getting off work, coming home, and doing a tiny bit of content vulturing, Bitscape proceeded to haul ass out to McDonalds, where he ate on his way to his primary destination: the BLUG meeting.

• This year, I shall find more avenues other than the Internet to channel my self expression.

Even now, I find myself yawning again. But I think I had better execrise at least some degree of discipline here. Otherwise, I will find it near impossible to get to bed tonight, causing even more difficulty tomorrow.

The thing that really carries this movie is the acting of Julia Roberts, who plays Erin Brockovich, the protagonist.

Well doesn't it just figure. Like clockwork, I woke up this morning at 0630. I knew more sleep would be forthcoming (as it was), but somehow, my somatic subsystems had adjusted to the workday schedule just a little too perfectly.

Yes, I believe today marks the longest working day I've had at eSoft. And DAMN, I am glad it's the weekend.

Alright, I am tired. And there is so much stuff I want to get to. Just don't have enough f-in time! Starting right in.

Ok, lots of shit to report on today. Lots. And lots. The world of the inner. The world of the outer. It's all happening. I fear that by the time I finish this one, I will already be cutting into what should be sleep time, without having even begun the content vulture-ism in which I so much like to engage.

Even if some of them might be going away for a while. ;)

For a concise and fitting description of my day at work today, see title.

A small one, but it seems significant enough, at least in some strange regard, to put here. Well, my late night judgement might be somewhat impaired, but I've also found that late nights also have the greatest likelihood for insight, which can easily be forgotten when one sinks into the depths of sleep. Or maybe the profundity is just an illusion. Anyhow, here it is. To be recorded, before being lost in the sea of day-to-day thoughts that tomorrow may bring.

End Of Long Weekend.

"Things you own end up owning you."
--spoken by Tyler Durden, but he was probably quoting some other great historical figure.

bouncing, Jaeger and myself sit in standard Louisville Compound festing positions. Music of No Doubt emerging from Jaeger's speakers currently. The DSL is still sadly down, but we are fortunate enough to have access to Jaeger's dialup via Ziyal. Hence, I will be syncing the recent ramblings so nobody starts getting the idea that just because no content has been showing up, I haven't fallen off the edge of the earth. ;)

I have come to believe that one truly becomes less inspired to write web content when one knows it will not be published immediately. Tis odd, that.

But here nonetheless. Guess what? It's past time for the latest installment of the monthly exercise.

We conclude one of the longest weeks in recent memory. (Length not being defined strictly in hours, but in.... well, just being.... long.) Whew!