Technical writing is a necessary evil but Tech Writing courses are an invention of the devil.

I have too much homework today and most probably will not get an episode posted.

Sorry, but I hope to do better tomorrow,

DD

Sorry, but I just did not get to the computer in time to write an episode of Working Relations tonight, I will try to write one twice as long tomorrow.

Thanks for your patience

DD

I just lengthened this entry by over double since I saw that some people would prefer longer chapters

I have been having the itch to write for a few months but nothing really gelled in my mind.

I have gone back to school and I have my GPA up to over a 3.7. I am trying very hard to get a *real* job instead of the dead-end mistake I have now.

So, since I am home recovering from a UTI I decided to start hashing something out.

Working Relations is just a springboard to get into a good story. The transgender aspects fall in later.

I've slowly been switching from Wimpdoze to Linux (specifically, Ubuntu 8.04, Hardy Heron). The longer I use it, the more I realize I did *exactly* the right thing. This began slightly before I finally put feet to the realization (which I'd known for years, but was scared to leave my comfort zone) that I am a member of the working poor and applied to a near by university to finish (after a 21 year hiatus) my bachelor's degree. I'm returning to get a degree in Computer Engineering. I intend to use this route to get a *real* job.

Thursday, January 31, 2008

Dreams
Current mood: animated
Category: upbeat Dreams and the Supernatural

This week, I had a very odd dream concerning cats, land yachts, bull dozers, little gray haired grannies, lace doilies and over-size lips.

I've lost 2.5 lbs since I last checked... bringing me to a total loss of 25.5 lbs since mid-April '07

Please pardon my enthusiasm!!

Y'all have fun,
DD

My laptop hard drive is sick. I think I have my story safely recovered into another partition but I have no back up of the work I had done other than what I have posted here to bigcloset.

At this point, I am diagnosing if it is only a data/software issue or if the hard drive needs replacement.

I guess further installments of Nothing Stranger Than Life will be delayed until I deal with this minicrisis.

Y'all have fun,
D

My current story has achieved its own life, as I had hoped!

Like... why does everyone go ape dookey when they find out I hate myself?

For that matter, why does it matter that I realize how fugly I am? As far as I'm concerned, I'd rather be wrong about the truth than wrong about a lie.

My programming project has mired significantly. I've switched from managing the data in SQL to Access for short term convenience because VB 2003 .net doesn't support what I want to do extensively enough for now without writing entire toolboxes of interface routines.

5Oct2005 - Not much has been happening for me, lately. I am a channel operator, in the form of a temp op (basically a reservist for when the registered ops are not available) in an IRC channel now. There is a 50/50 chance I will be installed as a permanent op. This is only interesting in its irony. The channel is a flirt channel. Meanwhile, I hate me. I don't like men. I'm not attracted to women (except that I love to watch them and either admire their style or pick them apart for lack of it, though I keep my thoughts to myself on that point). I even hate sex (just accept it at face value). I'm not sure why I go there, much less as much as I do.