Friday, January 16, 2004 |
16:06 - Must be Friday
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Was that last post optimistic, or darkly satiric, or nihilistic, or what?
I'unno. I guess there's a certain amount of morbidity and cynicism floating about the Net today. This guy is pondering death and how much it sucks. Andrew Sullivan is undergoing a meltdown-- both physically (his server) and philosophically-- making a lot of his supporters wonder what's gotten into him. Charles Johnson is finding ever more encouraging pieces of news. People who say the Israelis "don't want peace" will get to see just how inaccurate they were if Israel turns around, throws in the towel, and officially stops pursuing peace as a national policy. My project lead just stomped out of a meeting over a trifling disagreement with the product manager over a lack of timely decision-making over some inconsequential technical detail. And I've eaten enough Sour Patch Kids over the past two days that my tongue's skin is peeling off in great sheets.
In short, I think it's about time for a skiing vacation. I'm out of here in about an hour; after that time, I'll be incommunicado until Sunday night.
I knew I should have taken today off too.
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