Time Heals All Wounds.. And Then Kills the Patient
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Fri Aug 22 11:34:42 2003
Real things are for the weak

From IRC: <dl-hurley> what do you expect me to do but say random things on irc? <michael> i dunno <michael> say real things? <dl-hurley> bah <dl-hurley> real things are for the weak

I head back to Brecksville tonight, for a family reunion of my mom's side. It'll probably be fun, but the timing is weird, with classes starting next week. Ideally, I'd be spending this weekend in the woods, far away from other people, maybe with my tent. Oh well.

For some reason, I'm feeling really distant from Zets recently. Perhaps it's partly my dislike of N, who I once had a crush on, but later found out to be dishonest and selfish. Perhaps it's the thing with K that didn't turn out like I expected it to. Perhaps it's just my current dissatisfaction with things in general, or something else I'm not seeing right now.

I've been having my strange geometric nightmares again.. and it always is strange, waking up in absolute terror, and realizing that the thing that brought you to that state wasn't something that should've been frightening in the least..

I'll be moving my blog over to mod_perl later today, I think. The new URLs will be better to bookmark than the old ones -- I'll keep the CGIs around for awhile, but at some point, they'll be going away.