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It’s Been a Weird Week
Like I told Yvonne yesterday, the next time I get the urge to dabble in code or computer geekery, you (all of you) have permission to drag me away from my laptop—really, even if I kick and scream—and beat me over the head with the most recent printout of my server’s error logs until I acquiesce. And, if you’re the peaceful, inner-calm, opposed-to-violence type, feel free to remind me about the last few days instead; it’ll probably take longer, but I guarantee I’ll back away from the computer in terror all the same.
I don’t know what’s gotten into me lately. Beyond watching endless coverage of the Olympics, the only thing that’s motivated me is the urge to tweak and code. I actually woke up at the crack of dawn on Thursday morning, because I couldn’t ignore the itch for some source code. But, apparently, auditioning Wordpress and updating Movable Type (and taking a very strange and entirely unnecessary detour into Unix to update Perl and MySQL on my local machine, not my server) wasn’t enough code-fu for my odd brain. Even after pouring through man pages and grumbling about tcsh, I decided to mess with my MT templates and tweak with things around here.
Why? I’m not sure, exactly. But if you stopped by yesterday afternoon, you know how that turned out.
To further add to the insanity, I spent much of Thursday night ignoring the Women’s Gymnastic All-Around in favor of a very sleep-deprived late-night/early-morning conversation with Paintbrush about… rabbits, I think. And also our preferred types of (drawing?) pencil—I remember saying something about not understanding the general love for the 4B. After waking up early to bury my head in PHP includes and databases, I don’t think I held a very normal conversation some 18 hours later, but I—we—found it hilarious at the time.
Oh, and that’s not all. I wasn’t paying much attention to the Women’s Team Gymnastics on Tuesday either, because I was too busy trying to convince my nine-year old godson that he was too young to be sleep-deprived and he could finish Order of the Phoenix later. (“No, sweetheart, I don’t think you’re a baby; I never said that you should have to go to bed at 9pm during holiday. But it’s not 9pm for you, and even if you took a nap before—oh, heaven help me, I’m going to kill whoever taught you read a map with time zones…. What do you mean, you ‘just figured it out’?!”)
And lest I forget… barely two hours after I gave in and agreed that he could finish the chapter before he went to bed (forgive me, Quartalstag), my mentor called because he couldn’t stay asleep (“I always forget how much I miss the house when I’m not in it.”) and that somehow led to a 90-minute discussion about Bread-and-Circus states and the shortcomings of the Human Development Index.
Yes, I’m a geek. Yes, my server logs are now misleading for this month. No, I don’t envy whoever’s paying that phone bill.
And if all that wasn’t enough, I have tickets to see “The Lion King” on Broadway with my cousin tonight. And don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind, but I’ve already seen it twice since it first opened. I might actually recognize some of the Swahili this time, thanks to the impromptu lessons I got from a high school friend a few years ago when we were bored out of our skulls during bio lab sessions. We’ll see.
The next time I complain my life is predictable, someone slap me.
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