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Peeve Farm
Breeding peeves for show, not just to keep as pets

  Blog \Blôg\, n. [Jrg, fr. Jrg. "Web-log".
     See {Blogger, BlogSpot, LiveJournal}.]
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     links, commentary, and pointless drivel.

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Sunday, March 16, 2003
12:09 - One Of Those Weekends	(top)
Yeah, it's just another of those same-old, same-old weekends where I find myself just muddling through assorted and sundry tasks-- house things, taxes, mountains of e-mail, hammering on code at work, Homestar Runner toons-- instead of feeling any desire whatsoever to blog. I don't seem to be alone in this; most of my friends appear to be lost in a miasma of video games, far more so than usual-- perhaps to blot out the outside world? Who knows. I'm beginning to think that the reason why so many people in the circles I travel in are so vehemently anti-war and anti-American is that they live entirely within this whole Virtual Universe, where national boundaries and cultural identities and acts of terrorism and brutality and war truly are irrelevant. As long as the VR environment of the day remains intact, who cares what goes on outside the door or what flag waves over the street? As long as the power keeps flowing and the DSL line stays up, what more to life need there be? Anyway-- I'm now in the final week of escrow. I signed the vesting form on Friday; the title company had managed to dig up the only piece of documentation in the entire pile of paper that had an incorrect mailing address for me: my deposit check, which was written on the last check in the checkbook which had my old (previous) address on it; and they mailed the express packet to the old Pepper Tree house. (I'm sure the current residents were taken somewhat by surprise.) So after a flurry of faxes, and a series of epithets from the loan officer directed at the general incompetence of the title company (the representative of whom never, ever picked up her phone or returned calls), the title form is signed and the loan company has sent out the documentation for me to sign and UPS back up to them on Monday, so they can fund on Thursday and we can record on Friday. And then I can take the rest of Friday off (after running a tour of our software lab in which the Navy is coming by to see if we're a company that takes software development seriously-- apparently they've been unimpressed with other companies in our segment that they've checked out. And a contract with the Navy is not something to be tossed aside lighly), hurl myself into the new sunken living room, and shout out to the high heavens: NO MORE SPOOOOOORTS! So yesterday I went in to work to get started on the multitude of infrastructural projects we've all been queueing up to work on as soon as this third in a series of marathon software release cycles is completed; since we just on Thursday blessed the limited release build, we're now freee for the first time in about a year. The trouble is that we've actually been in overdrive for a year, running these three development cycles simultaneousy, which is about twice our normal workload. But it's been going on for so long now that the rest of the company has gotten accustomed to it, and now they are totally unused to the idea of letting us have a few weeks of time to ourselves-- to do the infrastructural stuff, to take care of those "quadrant 2" tasks that we can't do when "urgent and important" tasks suck up all our time and manpower. But we managed to wrangle ourselves a bit of a time refund, so it's now time to take as much advantage of that as possible. Because there's no way I'm going to get all the work I need to do into the eight weeks we've been allotted. It's more like a year's worth of work. Plus there's still going to be a development cycle in the background. Oh, joy. But in three hours of pounding yesterday, I hammered out the editing module for the new service table that I've been working on. Now we have user authentication and different views for engineering vs. marketing/sales (a good thing, believe you me), and a real editing function on a real database back-end. It even looks pretty hot, if I do say so. Today it's been mostly an e-mail day thus far. But now that I think about it, it's just been an e-mail morning-- and I haven't even left my room yet. If you don't mind terribly, I'm going to go wake myself up now.