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I really wish that every form i submitted on the Web didn't give me back a "document contains no data" error. I think it's lag, but it's really annoying. It's started happening about 95% of the time something is interfacing with a Perl script.
Things I say when I'm asleep: apparently, last night i'd been asleep for about an hour, and I came out of this deep sleep and said, "what was I supposed to be doing again?" as if shannon and I had been having a conversation. Shannon said, "You were supposed to be going to sleep and dreaming and telling me all about your dreams when you wake up." I said, "Okay." and almost immediately fell back into a deep sleep. And I gave Shannon his presents last night. i got him a chess set, a couple of CDs (Warren Zevon and Marillion) and a book about Babylon 5. He then gave me my first chess lesson. And I baked a cake for him, and that was cool. I decorated it, but I'm no good at writing stuff on a cakes. It was almost legible. Barely. And shannon and I were having a kind of existential argument this morning about whether it's appropriate to accept the inevitability of death. My position is that basically you have to accept the inevitability of the fact that you're going to die and be forgotten, because then you're freed to accomplish what you can during this lifetime. He's obsessed with the idea of being remembered. Which i guess is okay, but since i've accepted the idea that i'm going to die at a young age (I have an immune disorder that has a high chance of significantly shortening my lifespan) I've pretty much given up on the idea of being remembered. In the end, we're all anonymous. and that's pretty comforting to me.
I'm gonna burn all the words
Sounds: Waterboys, This is the Sea Words: Sherri S. Tepper, After Long Silence
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