Time Heals All Wounds.. And Then Kills the Patient
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Morning
Morning
Fri Feb 14 09:05:06 2003
Pretzel stew
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Politics, politics, politics... I sense there's something in the wind

Bleh phooey

Coolness..

On the last thing, I've been wondering what it'd take to redo my website in XML, making it similarly themable. It wouldn't be too hard -- the only reason I'm not jumping to do it is that XML is ugly. Maybe I'd get used to it.

Ahh.. it's wonderful to be in a happy relationship on valentine's day. Yeah, it's just another day, a manufactured holiday.. but oddly, it seems to matter to me. On that note, I seem to have lost a lot of the fanaticism I once had. I find that I actually often can't stomach sentient, the fiery mailing list of SFF, all that often anymore. It's now filtered right into its mail folder (used to land in my inbox, and after being read, I'd move it there). Am I getting old? I've never had an infinitely deep stomach for such things, but recently I've just found that my passion for conflict and argument has faded quite a lot. I wonder if this is a long-term change. I still have things to say, philosophically, but I feel like I've lost something, and am not sure how much I really miss it. It's strange... watching people at work have have passionate arguments about vim versus emacs, FreeBSD versus Linux... and not joining in because I just don't care that much anymore.