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Content farming

Started: Monday, December 10, 2001 23:15

Finished: Tuesday, December 11, 2001 00:18

Content farming is like moisture farming. Or is it?

Maybe not. Oh well. So be it.

Having just managed to pull myself away from my Cube long enough to start a rambling, I'm trying not to be too distracted by the film that just started on IFC. Rather difficult, given that the trailer I saw yesterday looked really intriguing, and it's directed by Neil Jordan. And it's in the fantasy genre. Bah. I'm watching it. But I might ramble a bit at the same time.

Been on irc for most of the evening with the usual suspects. XP. Scary teddy bears. I think my brain is at the limit of its multitasking capabilities.

Last night, I watched another film on IFC. I thought about logging it, but was feeling too sleepy. Perhaps I still shall. One of those one sentence type of entries. Like what I typed right here now. Heh.

Well, I followed a suggestion, and turned off all the caches in Dagobah's BIOS yesterday. So far, there hasn't been another crash. Here's hoping it stays that way.

This rambling may be a bit abbreviated and disjointed due to the multitasking. Not that a typical rambling isn't a little that way anyway. Babble babble.

Random observation / theory: I theorize that guests in my apartment (including other family members, if they can be classified as "guests") appear to be more at ease when things are moderately messy than when it is all straightened and clean. Curious. This will require further study.

I theorize that trying to conduct all these activities at the same time is diminishes the quality of each of them.

This movie is really trippy. The chunks of it that I am consciously processing seem really out of it. Watching with a partially diverted mind a narrative that may or may not make sense if one's mind were fully focused on it is.... I think I lost my train of thought.

All the white horses have gone ahead
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change, my dear

Little Red Riding Hood in the mist. Heh. Truly trippy.

Getting sleepy. I really shouldn't be staying up this late on a worknight. Too much fun stuff in this apartment. Can there really be too much of a good thing?

I can see this piece of "content" is going nowhere further tonight. Signing off, and peace.