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Notes from Today

11:15 AM 2/6/2007
"The Drinking Song", Moxy Fruvous, sounds in my head like it needs to be sung as a
round just to see what it will sound like. And I don't have that many audio
processors. I can't hear it overlapped like that on my own. Alas.

11:31 AM 2/6/2007
I would have to construct the thing note by note and figure out where the overlap
would be in order to hear it looped over itself without actually doing it.

I wonder how many people do have multiple audio processors in their head, and
whether that has any overlap with a) good musicianship, and b) schizophrenic
symptoms of weird audio in head.

12:34 PM 2/6/2007
Network is ungodsly slow. I have run out of the vanilla/caramel tea that smells so
good and have moved back to the old standard, black & orange.

3:02 PM 2/6/2007
What the hell. It's on. I need the social time as much as I need the alone-time, and
social time is going to be good for me right about now.

We may have to play cellphone-tag with Myrrh, though.

Note to self: get wireless card working reliably on Allegra.

3:14 PM 2/6/2007
Snarky Lady says I have the hallmarks of a good manager because I know how to give
away power. I'm a developer, not a coder, so once I get responsibilities, I'm
looking to hand them off to someone else once I understand their function, and work
with meta-data and innovating new things.

Middle management collects things and won't give them up to other people, so they
don't rise.

4:17 PM 2/6/2007
E-mailed Management. Not going to have the stats tomorrow. This is graceless and no
fun and I'm so unprepared. But I'm frelling competent at what I do.

4:49 PM 2/6/2007
Hooray for scheduling! I hope tonight is going to be a whole lot more relaxing than
the start of the week has been. Alas that Darkside won't be able to make these
nights. Have asked Ecchi-chan to grab the nori and the mat.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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