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Dream Wende

12:38pm JST Saturday 1 September 2007 (day 13674)

At a pizza place with Wende, basically on a date, we were too busy at first to eat our first pizzas, so we asked the guy if he could hold them for a bit. Then when I went back to get them, they had been thrown away. I was like, "is it possible to make new ones?" but no one I talked to would help me.

I saw a woman just getting off work from pizza serving, and remembered I had talked to her during the day. I asked her if she knew the situation, and she was like, "yes," but she was off work. I asked her with whom I should speak, and she gave me a name, and I just asked to talk with the manager. He came out and as I was talking to him, he became a woman, and grew shorter and shorter until I was crouched down to be at eye level. I maintained a calm composure and explained that I didn't care so much that the pizzas couldn't be remade, but just that no one was willing to simply tell me that.

I went back to Wende and apologized (it had been a really long time, especially to come back pizzaless). She was like, "I didn't even want the pizza when you left," in a snotty way which pissed me off. I was all, "hey fuck you for your attitude. That's not a Warrior way of speaking, nor even Woman Within, is it?" She said it was at first, and then admitted it was not.

By that time we had turned right into a little shop, where I thought we should have gone left around the shop, so I asked if we were here intentionally; this was a pet toy store. Nothing much to eat here, right? But she told me she needed to buy the things, and I was like, "oh yeah," and talked to the guy behind the counter, who had been quiet while we came in bickering, and I was like, "despite our marital problems," (I used the word "marital" to simplify my language, even though I knew we were not married), "we would like to buy some orange cones for her dog."

(orange ultimate cones. I don't know why.)

He began to get some cones, and went inside, and came out with a flask and climbed down into a little valley where spring water was pouring through some holes. He scooped up some water and inspected it, saying there were some air bubbles, but no visible particulates; therefore this water should be sufficient for our needs.

A little kitten had jumped from the fence between me and the valley area, and I was glad to have caught it on the back of my hand, where it curled up to sleep. Wende was behind me watching the guy and talking to him about the water, when the guys brother came out, and Wende greeted him with a hello kiss. Actually they kept kissing and I turned away, with a big realization of our location. This was her fiance's house, and the guy in the valley (who was now ice skating in the valley) was her fiance's brother.

Things started clicking into place for me. That explained why we were here, why the brother had been skating before (it was his passion), and, and, oh snap. I guess I really have lost Wende now. No going back.

Picnic at Tamagawa

4:21pm JST Saturday 1 September 2007 (day 13674)

Though we didn't actually touch the water, we did *see* it as we ate lunch. Well, I ate and Ami watched because she had eaten just prior. She brought a pack of 12 cake-like things - pastries with sweet bean paste inside. They were set to expire tomorrow. I asked Ami if she wanted one. No. I counted the youth playing tennis in the court next to us. Eleven.

I put one in my pocket and handed over the rest.

For some reason my chopsticks were not in my backpack, but I do have my toothbrush, and an extra one. I used those to eat my lunch. Didn't think to take a picture, but.

We laughed a lot playing rock-scissors-paper with feet, then both feet, then both feet and both hands. So difficult for my brain to drive all four correctly!

Pictures online

8:54pm JST Saturday 1 September 2007 (day 13674)

I've made my picture uploading process more efficient by not requiring my brain to think as much during the process of uploading. The step I've removed is one of creating a "directory path" for the images. Each time I would have to figure out a proper structure, and likely make it match the directory into which they would be copied.

However, I wasn't keeping the navigation index updated, so the directory path in the index.shtml file was being wasted.

SO, I don't specify that line any more. Just convert using iPhoto_2_legible which makes the image file names human readable and make the index.html filename *not* human readable (so that the directory listing won't be visible if people go to just that directory name.

Before I forget, I should upload the updated version of iPhoto_2_legible.

7:33am JST Sunday 2 September 2007 (day 13675)

Slept, woke up, back to work on uploading pics.

Uploaded pictures of Sakurashinmachi construction.

Wondering how to do command line replacement in bash:

Hello

I'd like to replace a word in my most recent command with a new word.

For example, I just ran

> scp -r  local_dir_A/  mydomain.com:directory/

and now I want to do

> scp -r  local_dir_B/  mydomain.com:directory/

I can do it with a substitution, but it requires actually explicitly
typing "local_dir_A" again:

> ^local_dir_A^local_dir_B^

Is there some quick way to tell the substitution to use the 2nd
argument of the previous command?

After reading documentation, I've tried the following:

> ^:2^local_dir_B^
> ^2-2^local_dir_B/^
> ^!!2-2^local_dir_B^
> ^!2^local_dir_B^
> ^!2-2^local_dir_B^
> !!:s%:2%local_dir_B/%
> !:s%:2%local_dir_B%
> !:s%!:2%local_dir_B%

These all result in "substitution failed"

Any help is appreciated.

Thanks in advance!

   - Rob

bloggerstation.jp

12:26am JST Monday 3 September 2007 (day 13676)

Tomorrow, I'm going to work at the company that hosts this image. Not sure exactly what it will look like, but meh, what can it hurt?

I'm a bit worried because I'm supposed to be "in charge" (?) of this website, but I can barely read it. I can read parts, but it takes a while. I'm hoping to be in charge of the technical side... not the copy side.

12:30am JST

haahahahaha.. It's invisible. Somehow that seems a bit sneakier than I like.