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Entries this day: Work zzz_talked_to_dad Work 3:05pm Friday 21 September 2001 I'm glad to have a break this weekend. Today work has been slow on email, but still some stuff to do that I've been working on. But not a lot because our client-contact, let's call her Pattie, has been giving us ridiculous specs for the project. Not stuff that would be difficult to do, but stuff that would be tragically unsafe for the data. Basically she wants to allow the front page to show a list of 50,000 email addresses and let people choose their identity. She is assuming no one will make errors, and no one will be malicious. But this is a site that is to be available to the world! My best guess as to the source of the insanity is that she is used to working on an intranet, not the Internet, and maybe even she is assuming the identity of someone would be already identified. Patrick is trying to get information to/from Pattie to get this solved; I'm just writing the code as best I can to be prepared for what I am hypothesizing will be the specs. Dude and I might take some more humanclock pics tonight. Did I tell you that my pics are on humanclock.com from 11:50am to 11:52am? If the pics is not me, click reload until it is me. Some in our house, some on unicycle. Four total - 2 on 11:52am.
zzz talked to dad 11:59pm Friday 21 September 2001My dad came over today and we went to Whole Foods to get food and then stopped by KFC for dinner. Ate dinner and Wende brought me a fountain with spinning ball that is so great. I set it up, finished eating, then got to work with crying. Couldn't cry full blown on the couch, so we went upstairs and into Wende's closet where I cried into pillows and mostly cried when I started thinking about 3rd grade meanness from Corey Fisher, and that Kristen my dog died and Jedi died. Surprising thing is that I have blamed myself for Jedi's death. Cried cried cried about that. But the best part about that is that I hadn't really recognized this shame / guilt I was feeling, so that means since I've uncovered it, I can uncover more; more shame/guilt might be hiding, and I am thankful to find it and release it. Higher Self said that at this point I should choose myself over both Wende and Sally. Talked to Katharine and hopefully will be able to help her with her stuff.
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