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Ya win some and ya lose some. Right now, I seem to be on the losing end of things. Daylight Savings time… yeah. How ’bout that. I guess there was a reason why, as I set my alarm last night, I thought to myself “oh, it’s only 4:00AM. That means I can still get five hours of sleep. How did that happen?” Needless to say, my elation at getting up at 9:15AM this morning– plenty of time to make it to class (at least so I thought in at the time– as soon as I looked at the mirror any notions of going to class were dispelled), or so I thought. Yeah. Pretty much.

And then I looked in the mirror and found that my suspicions had been correct– for the second time in a month and a half, I have pink-eye. So I called my supervisor, got work off, and then went to the doctor.

But, ya win some too. For example, instead of going to work, I get to hang out around the quad, drink coffee, and read an endlessly frustrating book.

Oh, and I remembered that I’m going to Duluth for my Grandma’s birthday this weekend, which means that I won’t be participating in the 80’s dance party. Right-o.

Oh, and I think I have pink-eye again. I can’t be sure, but my eyes are very very… pink. Especially the left one. Odd– that’s the eye it started in last time, too. Ug.

Good heavens, this book is making me upset. It’s so damned presumptuous and arrogant. Daniel Quinn (could that be a pseudo name for Dan Brown, I wonder?) has laid no groundwork or foundation for his audacious claims (that the journey of the book is going to completely change the way that I look at life around me? That he’ll enlighten me to the stories being whispered in my ear by mother culture? And he’ll do so by his heavy-handed and clumsy metaphor, examples from the least understood and most overused event in human history, and he’ll do it all by emulating Plato’s style in hopes that we’ll regard him as a wise teacher?!) and, although I’m sure he’s going to try back track a little and explain himself, he’s fighting up hill. This is not well written, nor is it in any way demonstrative of any sort of higher insight, intellect, wisdom or understanding. Impress me with your acumen and vision, Mr. Brown, then I’ll revere you. But merely boldly demand my reverence, and I’ll decry you will every shred of my reach and will.

I’ve been increasingly breaking more and more pieces of my blog. Rather than fixing it, I decided that I would say the heck with it and move on to the new version of the source code. So things are ugly. Eventually there will be a new design. Until then, expect things to be functional but ugly. Hey– at least my RSS validates. …

This afternoon was such a waste. I went to work with Ishmael intending to read for four hours, and ended up reading blogs for… four hours. Well, almost: I also pushed in a bunch of chairs and changed three clocks. Whoo!

Anyhow. As a result of my afternoon, my RSS feed validates, and Pantleg.net and Uzbeck.com now have RSS support as well:

http://pantleg.net/rss

http://uzbeck.com/rss

Right. The weekend in review:

Dance party

Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events

Lemony Snicket story time

Running outside

Sore legs

Ultimate

Slack-line

Karaoke

Sin City

The irony of this afternoon was that I spent a portion of it explaining to Meekyung via AIM that I dislike AIM and I dislike computers because I always squander countless hours of time doing mindless blather on my computer– passing the time– when I have other things that I want and need to do. Like read my copy of Ishmael that I was supposed to read this afternoon…