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digitaldisciplineOther than my Saturday-morning stupidity, I had a positively lovely weekend until 2am this morning, when I woke up.
And remained awake, due to a maddening collection of circumstances. Oy vey.
Early to bed tonight, assuming I remain awake long enough to get home from the office (oh yes, had to be in an hour early in anticipation of calls stemming from a patch that went live Saturday).
'ween is doing fine, though he's managed to nearly brain himself with a small lamp, and has made a right mess of the floor around the temporary litter box (covered catboxes will remain the order of the day, this open-air variant is the center of a three-foot raidial spray of litter). Probably going to get some controlled face time with the others tonight.
Apropos to almost nothing, Coldplay fucking sucks. New spin class cd came out yesterday, which means it's in 100% rotation for a few weeks, and for the first time in a while, it's primarly non-awful... except, right in the middle of the set, are these whiny, downtempo assholes. Shot. In. The. Face. Way to buzzkill that In The Zone thing that happens during a good workout, genius. *punches responsible party in the squishy bits*
And remained awake, due to a maddening collection of circumstances. Oy vey.
Early to bed tonight, assuming I remain awake long enough to get home from the office (oh yes, had to be in an hour early in anticipation of calls stemming from a patch that went live Saturday).
'ween is doing fine, though he's managed to nearly brain himself with a small lamp, and has made a right mess of the floor around the temporary litter box (covered catboxes will remain the order of the day, this open-air variant is the center of a three-foot raidial spray of litter). Probably going to get some controlled face time with the others tonight.
Apropos to almost nothing, Coldplay fucking sucks. New spin class cd came out yesterday, which means it's in 100% rotation for a few weeks, and for the first time in a while, it's primarly non-awful... except, right in the middle of the set, are these whiny, downtempo assholes. Shot. In. The. Face. Way to buzzkill that In The Zone thing that happens during a good workout, genius. *punches responsible party in the squishy bits*
