Scents

Well, this is truly hilarious; I’m running QNX under VMware under Mandrake Linux under VMWare under Windows 2000 right now.

Maggie had a nervous breakdown and her mom came to pick her up. I am worried about her.

I missed my classes today.

I’m still nearly deaf after attending Chinese New Year festivities in Philadelphia yesterday.

I need a hug.

This is a dreamlog, archived from Everything2.

I’m in a playground I recognize as being one I used to go to with my ex-girlfriend, in Sayreville, NJ. I’m playing on a small merry-go-round; it’s about 6 feet in diameter and made of tin o aluminum, so it doesn’t really work up all that much angular momentum. Somehow, though, I know that if I manage to apply enough torque to spin it up to 33¹/₃rpm^a, it will act as a time machine. I therefore proceed to try all manner of methods to apply such torque.

I succeed in spinning up the merry-go-round, but instead of me being transported forward in time, an M&M from the future has been transported backwards — but it’s not an M&M, it’s really my girlfriend. She attempts to seduce me, but she has ulterior motives; apparently if I sleep with her, her future M&M-self won’t be eaten.

Later, I’m in a hospital. My clothes have been taken away from me, and people are attempting to feed me a charcoal milkshake. I wake.

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^aHow this relates to 88 mph, I’m not sure.

Today we will celebrate with much joy and felicity and the like the nineteenth birthday of Maggie. Happy Birthday kanon42!

Today Maggie moves out of my tiny cramped room and into her beautiful single at House K, thus preventing the two of us from killing each other.

Today I will attempt not to die.

Notes to self

• in the future, when retiling kitchen floor, clean up the excess glue with mineral spirits IMMEDIATELY. If you wait until the glue has cured, you’ll have to scour it down on your hands and knees for four hours.
• People with herniated discs should not drive the three hours from Binghamton, NY to New Brunswick, NJ without stopping along the way for a rest.
• Inhaling mineral spirits leads to migraine.

For my own future reference, today the new backup schedule takes effect:

Time        Host     Action
3:00        xmiso    Outback archives Outlook 2000, Favorites
3:10        voxel    mysqldump > threee_database.txt.gz
3:12 weekly voxel    tar > voxelbk.tar.gz
3:35        xmiso    retrieve three_database.txt.gz and voxelbk.tar.gz from voxel via FTP
4-7         xmiso    Compaq Online Backup performed

I’ve spent the last several days at my Dad’s house. I have severe cabin fever — I’m in Binghamton, NY, where there’s even less to do than there is in southern New Jersey. I installed Windows 2000, with less bumps than I expected, and played with a few of my Dad’s toys (specifically, the REX6000 personal organizer — a PDA that’s also a PCMCIA card)…

This is now officially the longest time I’ve been away from kanon42 since we met in September. I won’t see her again until Wednesday. The separation is doing good, I think — I long for her, a feeling I haven’t really felt in some time. It’s easy to take someone totally for granted when you’re around them nearly 24/7 for three months.

My Dad’s cats are taking their toll on me, though not as badly as usual — I suppose being around Sam and Pepper (Maggie’s cats) has innoculated me somewhat.

About now is when I stop reading Red Meat, in order that I might not wake up the neighborhood with my raucous laughter.

There’s blood on my right pinky, and I don’t know why.