Monday, April 12, 2004

Resource Enumeration

The DSL is acting the fuck up, so I might lose the stuff in this entry. I already lost it once. I don't know.

A To Z Maintenance "Up Graded" the plumbing in our building on Monday, which naturally led to the ceiling in the bedroom starting to leak. I put a bucket under it and now the bucket is, you know, not full by any means, but very heavy with water. Pregnant or, say, fat, with water. Like a person with edema. I picture edema-water to be sort of milky / yeasty. The water in the bucket is brown.

I went running around Prospect Park with ol' Murder on th' Wind on Saturday. I didn't think I was going to make it at all, but I did, though I only actually ran ran like less than 50% of it. Well, I guess I'm in kind of lousy shape, because I must have pulled a bunch of real secret muscles -- I could barely walk on Sunday, no joke, and was literally unable to do things like lift my left knee to put on a shoe, say. I'm mostly better now, but my back still hurt -- what's up with that? You don't run with your back.
(22:48:36) [My Sister]: bobo would oyu be my friend if i looked like jack osbourne?
(22:48:46) Nintendo Julian: I guess
(22:48:48) Nintendo Julian: why not
(22:49:05) [My Sister]: thats a good additude
Tedious progress on gzochi. I'm still in the middle of writing the code that parses the game files. Once I've done that, it's on to the event queue and some code for the API, and that should yield an actual, usable system. I'm kind of depressed over how much time I've been spending on it and how it's not done yet. It just eats me up, really. Just having to be at work takes up so much of my time, and since the code I write at work is tedious as a rule, I don't always have the spirit to do more of it when I get home. I don't know if I could pull off doing the Master's part-time. The degree, not the golf thing.

I had some food from Tsing Tao tonight, though, and it was good.

Reading Myla Goldberg's Bee Season, which is good and deeply creepy.

The Onion -- not that funny any more, right? But you know who is kind of funny? I'm embarrassed to say so, but I really enjoyed this episode of Jimmy Kimmel Live that I saw last night on ABC. It seems like it's sort of a different flavor from his usual work -- he talks about how he hates the FCC, doesn't care much for Jesus, and, you know, that's all it takes to win me over. I've gotten to the point where I enjoy comedy if and only if it appeals to my sense of political propriety. It's stupid, I know, but it's my little way of fighting the War on Terror. I blame Air America.

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