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That's not cheese. You're not fooling anyone.

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I don't know what this is.

Me me me.

Much of the weekend spent in a Volity tizzy. Mostly have been working on the web application (destined to run on volity.net), which will allow people to create player and server accounts and browse game records. For this purpose I dusted off WebMVC, my crazy web-app invention from ICCB that I haven't used in months, and immediately found all kinds of interesting design flaws that were apparently invisible to me the last time I used it. (This is, in fact, what happens every time I pick up any project after a lengthy pause, and it makes me laugh.) After beating these up, was pleased to see how well it works, in no small part due to the fact that I spent a lot of time documenting it, over a year ago. Thank you, past self. It's good to see that you're not a total screw-up.

At 7 this evening M popped in, which was unexpected but good, because I needed to take a break to interact with a local for a while. I like living alone, but I guess I also appreciate having former housemates who have a good feel for correct times to randomly wander in through my front door. We talked about work, 'mongst other things, and I finally put into words what's been bothering me about my job lately. Or... for a long time, just realizing it lately. What could that beeee? Later, later... (Meh, knowing me, I probably blogged it weeks ago and just haven't spoken of it to anyone before, therefore making it feel new.)

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Observation traded that this neighborhood is suffused with aesthetically pleasing humans (present company included, of course), and it reminded me of how recently I saw an attractive young woman walking down the street talking into her cellphone's hands-free kit, therefore having the appearance of talking into the air. I knew she had a phone even though I could not see her earpiece, as her dress and manner showed she was not a crazy person (and her speaking inflection implied real conversation and not auto-dialogue of the sort that I habitually engage in). Several times between my learning about hands-free cellphones and seeing this woman, I have seen other people on the street talking out loud to no visible target, and come to different conclusions about them, so seeing this other person made me think: hmm, I suppose this is acceptable public behavior now. So yes, I took delight in knowing that attractive young women seem to be my touchstone for sanity. Or the appearance thereof, at least.

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Decided to put up $14 for a month's worth of Diesel wireless. (It apparently will also let me use any salicom.com access point, but I don't know of any others. (Aye, they probably list them on their website, and I may look later, but flexibility wasn't my motivation here.))

My hope is that it'll encourage me to ssh over to Hahvid and do a little work early in the morning, before my lengthy commute, so that I'll be raring to continue once I hit the office. This, after all, is how I use the Diesel for all my personal projects; fuel up on coffee and inspiration (the latter coming as much from the cafe's atmosphere as its beverages), create some stubs of ideas, then go home and implement. We'll see how it works.