18 June 2002

Bah. New project at work. I was more irritable about it yesterday before Random and I worked out a division of labor that we were both happy with. At least we have that much freedom.

Kevil's pacing around in my head today. He's been kind of tense anyway, waiting for Diya and Loria to sort things out. But for the most part, he's been - if not content, then at least prepared to wait.

But it hit him last night, in something of a rush, that it will actually be six months before things settle out - three of them spent in something of a limbo. At least, according to the current projected timeline.

So now he's all agitated. K.T. told me that Diya was a little frantic, too. I don't know if we're going to be able to keep them to the timeline we'd originally set for them. I hope so - it makes a better story that way. But we might have underestimated the strength of their reactions.

Tarri was in high spirits last night, though. I'm trying to figure out if she's actually beginning to recover already, or if she's just putting on a brave front.

A little of both, maybe. She's almost pollyannish in her optimism, and both mentally and physically resiliant. And she hates being fussed over.

I'm having trouble thinking of anything to write today. It's not so much that I'm tired (though I am, a little) as that everything that's currently flitting through my brain is only worth a sentence or two, at most.

This project at work. (That only rates a phrase; not even an entire sentence.)

Some Hall musings. (See above.)

AudioGalaxy has restricted almost all of their files as part of an out-of-court settlement with several recording companies. And just when I'd found a good Mac client, too. Damn and blast.

I'm sort of holding my breath over my grandfather's health. Dad told me that he'd talked to him, to wish him a happy Father's Day. In the same breath, my father said, "He seemed pretty well - awake and alert. He was a little surprised to find out John had moved to Montana." My brother's been in Montana for two years now.

I'm pondering how I'm actually going to do this month's OnDisplay topic.

I'm wondering if I can get away with taking my iPod into the several meetings that are scheduled for today.

Go read some Barry Ween It's about a child genius who actually thinks like a child. It's got monkeys, and lots of 'em. It's damned funny. What else could you ask for?

Speaking of funny... God's Live Journal. Someone's going to hell for that... but it's awfully amusing.

--Liz