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May. 4th, 2006 03:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I think I've been slightly sick for several weeks. I've been stressing myself a lot since the beginning of April, and my body's been giving me some seriously mixed signals. My officemates have expressed concern about catching things from me, since it's not like their lives are exactly stress-free either.
I can't keep this up forever. But things are OK for now.
It's been pointed out to me that I don't write about much other than work. Well, I write what I know, friends. I am more or less loving every minute of this, even when I'm hating it. Believe me.
There's other things to write about, and people to write to, and I've fallen way behind. I am sorry if you are one of them. Some day I will catch up.
I should really post something about Inform 7, which is absolutely fantastic. But I still don't feel that I've spent enough time with it yet. Coz, y'know, everything else.
BTW, have always hated people who drawl on about how much work they do and how little time they have for reading and so on, clearly being self-congratulatory-via-self-pitying about it. If I start getting like that please slap me. It may be the life I'm leading these days but I'll be damned if I'm gonna make a lifestyle out of it.
I can't keep this up forever. But things are OK for now.
It's been pointed out to me that I don't write about much other than work. Well, I write what I know, friends. I am more or less loving every minute of this, even when I'm hating it. Believe me.
There's other things to write about, and people to write to, and I've fallen way behind. I am sorry if you are one of them. Some day I will catch up.
I should really post something about Inform 7, which is absolutely fantastic. But I still don't feel that I've spent enough time with it yet. Coz, y'know, everything else.
BTW, have always hated people who drawl on about how much work they do and how little time they have for reading and so on, clearly being self-congratulatory-via-self-pitying about it. If I start getting like that please slap me. It may be the life I'm leading these days but I'll be damned if I'm gonna make a lifestyle out of it.