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Aug. 20th, 2005 02:08 amWeek three of my vacation comes to an end. I've been effectively nocturnal for a few days now, going to sleep around sunrise and waking up sometime after noon. It's tolerable but not optimal.
It would no doubt be more tolerable if I weren't working all by myself all day long. The fact that I am is the cause of this inevitable rescheduling, slipping ahead as soon as I was into week two and then stopping just as it was getting ridiculous. I remind myself of grandfather clock that falls forward, spang, and stays there, face down. Nobody cares what time it is so nobody stands it back up. It does keep working away, though. Guess it's an electric.
The network-reply streak came to an end, with zero new pingbacks today. Tried to make up for it by writing more people, this time folks in less obviously immediately helpful positions, but still worth updating as to my recent adventures. (And in all cases, people I've been meaning to write anyway. I am just a terrible correspondent. As you personally may well know.)
Have several conversations afoot, which is fine. Waiting on other things. Vagueness abounds, sorry. I want to write more -- in fact, I did write more, and then I deleted it all. Revealing too much about the business's state feels like TMI to me, somehow.
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jtroutman: doo dee doo.
It would no doubt be more tolerable if I weren't working all by myself all day long. The fact that I am is the cause of this inevitable rescheduling, slipping ahead as soon as I was into week two and then stopping just as it was getting ridiculous. I remind myself of grandfather clock that falls forward, spang, and stays there, face down. Nobody cares what time it is so nobody stands it back up. It does keep working away, though. Guess it's an electric.
The network-reply streak came to an end, with zero new pingbacks today. Tried to make up for it by writing more people, this time folks in less obviously immediately helpful positions, but still worth updating as to my recent adventures. (And in all cases, people I've been meaning to write anyway. I am just a terrible correspondent. As you personally may well know.)
Have several conversations afoot, which is fine. Waiting on other things. Vagueness abounds, sorry. I want to write more -- in fact, I did write more, and then I deleted it all. Revealing too much about the business's state feels like TMI to me, somehow.
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jtroutman: doo dee doo.