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Saturday January 22

Made curry while doing a code tour. Long code tour. Lots of curry. I peeled my fingernail as well as the vegetables.

Just as I was making ready to go to bed, Kat called. So we chatted for a while! It was good to touch base with her. We've been misconnecting (her in bed or at work or busy at home; me asleep) for a while. Yay Kat!

Sunday, January 23
Woke up. Took my various vitamins (including some caffeine) and felt !!PRODUCTIVE!!. Whee! I've been doing random things, and have already done my spam report for the week. Go, me!

Talked to best friend. Many bad puns. ♥

Discovered more about where my loyalties lie.

Sophie installed a new level of hEll for the ##chatfish.


Monday, January 24
Lost most of the day to recovering from the previous day, especially the sleep schedule part.

I had a very disturbing dream where I tried to kill a guy who was trying to kill me first. He attacked me; I beat him with my cane; I was aware that he had been hurt to the point of no longer posing a danger to me, but I wanted him dead. This disturbed me upon waking up.

Tuesday, January 25
Doing many things. And oh my god, sleep schedule is seriously upside-down. The other problem is that I'm more reluctant to do Stuff That Needs Doing at night.

I was vaguely envious of current Cr-48 users for getting stickers with their laptops. Mine is naked.

I keep washing my tubes of lip balm. I should stop that. But I keep not inspecting my pockets properly before throwing things in the laundry.

I moved the blue canary to the outlet by the garbage disposal switch in the kitchen. It still watches over me.

The incident with the sockpuppet who was RPing Wikipe-tan, who wound up in a flamewar, and was yet the one taking the high road, is still my lead standard as far as Examples of Freaky Situations in Moderation, about as far down as you can go on the bizarre axis. (The one with the guy who had the icon with the gun, and it said "can shoot you from [impressive number] feet", that's the lead standard for *bad*. I have no quibble with "can shoot [target]" from any distance, that's skill and bragging about it. When [target] is "you" or any permutation thereof, that's a problem.)

Egypt started a rebellion against their dictator, and the internet stood witness.

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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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