Crap, where did my whole day/night suddenly go? It's nearly 4am, and I haven't gotten a damn thing done! Tiredness is setting in, so in a moment, I'm going to be going back to mom's place to sleep. I was really hoping to get more accomplished today.

It's times like this that I really wish my computer was in the same place as my bed, so I could go to sleep for a few hours, then wake up and start coding immediately without having to worry about all this rigamarole of putting on clothes, driving back and forth, and then hoping I didn't forget to bring anything that I might need.

Dad told me he's going to be moving into a different apartment at the end of the month. That makes things rather complicated, since my net connection is really his net connection. It looks like we're finally starting to get into some truly eventful times with regard to the pseudo-business ventures of scottgalvin.com, and since all my work with that pretty much involves telecommuting... Well, this month just got more complicated.

Something tells me I should probably start formulating a backup plan for dealing with clients in case my dad loses connectivity for more than a few days. Hmmmm....

Nah, let's just bury our heads in the sand, and when it all explodes and goes up in a burst of flames, we won't even have to worry about being conscious, because even if we're not dead, we'll be knocked into a coma from the aftershock.

Wow, that was a fun, as far as non sequiturs go.

Earlier this afternoon when I got here, with the theoretical plan to at least spend some time working on "Project X", scott had a pile of semi-random issues which needed to be addressed, and we got those taken care of. (Which actually felt good, because some of buildmeasite's dns stuff has been slightly misconfigured (not fatally so) for who knows how long. Now it's all nice and pretty.)

Then my dad said, "Hey, you want to go with mom and I to see the Passion of the Christ?" Naturally, I said yes.

So we watched that, which I already documented fairly extensively, and then took mom out to dinner for her birthday. (Or, to put it correctly, dad took mom and I out to eat for her birthday.) Have I mentioned that the P.F. Chang restaurant serves the best pin rice noodle soup ever created by human hands?

Upon arriving back here, I felt compelled to write about the movie. Read a little bit of web news, and then once again found myself getting sucked into a yanthor.net discussion involving religion, for which I have no one to blame but myself. (Yanthor had started a big thread using a link I posted here a couple weeks ago, which resulted in some rather interesting initial responses. Then yesterday, I took it in a new direction by adding another element to the discussion, then Nemo got involved, I posted another comment in reply, and lo and behold, I go back to find this whole big tree of fairly long responses to my questions, which I naturally wanted to address, and yada yada yada.)

(And is it just me, or has the once definitive m-w.com dictionary started to suck royally? An ever more bloated interface. But worse, I've noticed that it's started randomly returning this crappy message for certain words, instead of just showing the definition: "yada yada is one of more than 500,000 entries available at Merriam-WebsterCollegiate.com. Click here to start your free trial!" Aarrrrrrrgggh! What a piece of crap.)

The only reason I mention it is because last month, I finally got so annoyed that I switched my dictionary bookmark to point to dictionary.reference.com instead. It has a much cleaner look, and doesn't try to substitute ads in place of the definitions themselves. But their server went down for a while tonight, so went back to using m-w.com. Thus, the venting.

Need sleep now. Tired. Will drive, drive back, and perhaps attend Hacking Society in the evening.

How do I ever manage get any work done around here? Oh right, I don't. That's why I'm broke. I get it now.

Zonk.