anticlimatory. climative. climactic. Thing.
Monday, 8 January 2007 08:26 pmBizarre Annual Ritual #, oh well, whatever. Acknowledge receipt of Year, New, Shiny, Unsullied, Exciting, One. Tear off wrapping excitedly, to accompaniment of popping champagne corks and streamer guns. Wear it enthusiastically for a couple of days, expecting a sudden uprush of energy, style and meaning. Slowly realise that actually it's just like the old year, only with different numbers. Huddle down for extended sulk. Honestly, I swear I have a kind of bizarre, inverted version of seasonal affective disorder. Cue the long, hot days of sunshine and heat and hotness that mark the year's turning in this benighted colonial clime, and my brain shuts down and gibbers petulantly.
Either that, or three solid days coding HTML has taken its toll. Have just registered two bright shiny domain names of my very, very own, and am busily engaged in splitting my life schizophrenically into two parts (Serious/Official and Frivolous/Hobby) and making sure the Frivolous/Hobby bits are buried in a dark corner of teh Interweb like a superhero identity or a particularly repellent bone, with no minor DNA strands to attach them to my name without serious digging. This is to make me look more respectable as I apply for Real Jobs. Currently a web search on my name pulls up equal quantities of roleplaying and SCA, with a small amount of teaching wedged uncomfortably in the cracks. This Will Change, she says, plotting the downfall of academia from within.
Discovery of the day: Notepad++, absolutely the best thing ever to happen to a stubborn semi-literate HTML coder who insists on doing it all by hand in a text editor. Also Picasa, with which I am enamoured on account of its tendency to arrange all the pretty pictures by year, in batches. Thnx stv for tippage. I feel less grumpy now.
Either that, or three solid days coding HTML has taken its toll. Have just registered two bright shiny domain names of my very, very own, and am busily engaged in splitting my life schizophrenically into two parts (Serious/Official and Frivolous/Hobby) and making sure the Frivolous/Hobby bits are buried in a dark corner of teh Interweb like a superhero identity or a particularly repellent bone, with no minor DNA strands to attach them to my name without serious digging. This is to make me look more respectable as I apply for Real Jobs. Currently a web search on my name pulls up equal quantities of roleplaying and SCA, with a small amount of teaching wedged uncomfortably in the cracks. This Will Change, she says, plotting the downfall of academia from within.
Discovery of the day: Notepad++, absolutely the best thing ever to happen to a stubborn semi-literate HTML coder who insists on doing it all by hand in a text editor. Also Picasa, with which I am enamoured on account of its tendency to arrange all the pretty pictures by year, in batches. Thnx stv for tippage. I feel less grumpy now.