Tuesday, January 13, 2004
If you ask people about software development, they’ll tell you that software development is like gardening, baseball, writing a novel, a jigsaw puzzle, the stock market, a rock-climbing team, war, blacksmithing, a game of Kerplunk, farming, baking a cake, art, digging a hole, archery, or the oil in your car. Actually, it’s none of these things. Software development occurs entirely in the design/development phase. You aren’t actually making the product […]
January 12, 2004
Well. I’ve fixed the CSS for this journal. It’s not quite as pretty as I’d like it to be, but it renders properly in IE for Windows now (at least, my copy). Which, let’s face it, has most of the market share. 2:44 p.m. The internet is a World of Ends. You can apply it to your blog with interesting effects, I think. I’m still absorbing this. Stephen writes, in part: “Expose […]
Thursday, January 8, 2004
My sleep patterns have deteriorated. I suspect I know why, but the details are too private to post in an online journal such as this. Suffice to say that it’s rather depressing. I feel like the protagonist of Fight Club. I need a Fight Club right now, something to do. I do have Redemption on Friday nights, which is surprisingly like Fight Club, in a way; a close-knit group of friends who engage in mock combat for no […]
Wednesday, January 7, 2004
I couldn’t go to sleep until quite late last night, but at least I didn’t sleep a huge amount. My sleep patterns seem to be returning to normal. The new Aerobed may indeed be helping. More on the VR story: Thomas appeared in a rat’s maze of grey cubicles and beige walls. Fortunately, this was an off-the-shelf low-res world; everybody and everything was an abstract shape, designed by a committee sipping bad coffee at some monolithic […]
Tuesday, January 6, 2004
I seem to have solved my sleep problems last night, at least for the night. I went to bed a little late, after taking some sleeping pills, and put my wheezing Aerobed on top of the cushions, so I’d at least have a comfortable bed for the first hour or so. I also practiced a few Tai Chi forms before going to bed and prayed a bit, which I think calmed me down. I’ll try that again tonight and see if […]
Monday, January 5, 2004
Couldn’t go to sleep until 2 a.m. last night. Slept through both my alarms. Woke up at noon. No idea why. This has been going on for awhile, and I brainstormed it with my parents yesterday. We thought it might be my bed—my normal Aerobed got a slow week and I’ve been sleeping on couch cushions for the past week. But I slept on the (slowly deflating) bed last night, and it didn’t seem […]
Friday, January 2, 2004
Ugh. I simply cannot wake up at a decent hour anymore. It started on Monday; I slept through my alarm and awoke at noon. Of course, my body wouldn’t go to sleep at the regular time, so I ended up tossing and turning until 2 a.m. Lather, rinse, repeat. This morning, I slept through two alarms, despite going to bed at a reasonable hour the night before. I’m hoping that this is the end of it. I stayed […]
Wednesday, December 31, 2003 — New Year’s Eve
Eh. My half-cold gave me a good swift kick before leaving, so yesterday I was completely unable to do much of anything. Not even a journal entry. I think I was subconsciously saving my energy for that evening, and the next step of the familial crisis. As seems to be common with such things, it didn’t go quite as expected. I think we resolved the issue, but I’m not sure. We’ll (hopefully) get confirmation […]
Monday, December 29, 2003
I drove to my parents’ house Tuesday evening after work. I had planned to bake a ridiculously over-the-top cake on Christmas Eve, so we’d decided I’d get there the day before and be able to spend all day Christmas Eve there. However, I was fighting off a cold by that point, so we decided to chill out instead. We watched Rush Hour, which we all enjoyed greatly, then I screened […]
Tuesday, December 23, 2003
First, for perhaps the first time, Tolkien gets more credit than he deserves, rather than less. Spent last night curled up in bed, watching MST3K and anime. The MST3K was The Hellcats, an incomprehensible film about wild 1960’s biker culture, impressively padded with shots of people riding bikes and tense confrontations that are resolved with feats of manliness and have no impact whatever on the plot. Then came […]