a measure of depth rather than breadth  

strange game
March 08, 2004 03:53 AM

Life lately has become a test of wills and a dartboard of accusations. Fun stuff. I'm trying a new tactic in the hopes of pleasing those around me. I've been very tired and downright exhausted for the past couple weeks (shit, see the last few entries) and I just need to relax and do what I can to prepare myself for the next onslaught.


I have managed to get some work done through all this, including setting up the teamspeak server on DatawhoreII and doing some maintenence to the game grid, amongst other stuff. I never would have thought "ridding kitchen of that ass smell" would rank among an accomplishment, but I did it. It is terrifying how long it had been since i'd really done -all- my dishes, instead of keeping just one fork ahead of my next meal, and for those that make fun of my dishwashing schedule already, this is terrifying stuff.

Soon I hope to upgrade movabletype on Michael's server (the host of the page you're reading right now) and get Mister House back up, this time in linux. Let's hope I can avoid the random language-file memory leak.


le dramatik sigh.

My social life, as it is right now, appears to be a game I cannot win.


[how about a nice game of chess?]


Comments:

Later, Joshua. Right now lets play Global Thermonuclear War.

Posted by:
David
on March 10, 2004 6:19 AM

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