Ug is a beautiful phrase. It is so expressive. Rather, it’s not expressive at all on its own, but it’s a perfect vehicle for body language to turn into an expressive smorgasborg (that’s certainly can’t be spelled correctly!). But, as I was saying before I interrupted myself: Ug.

It’s been a long week. The project I’ve been on was supposed to be delivered to the customer on Tuesday of this week, but lots of different things slipped. I found the memory leak that was holding my part back, so I’m basically ready to ship. Phew. For what it’s worth, “losing” a megabyte of ram every minute into the ether isn’t terribly productive on a system that needs to run for weeks on end. For those who care, I was generating a few linked list objects in an incorrect order, so they were not able to free themselves properly. Poor pointers. So misunderstood, such tangled little beasties they were. Emo pointers.

I saw a funny bumper sticker the other day. “I wish my grass was more emo, so it would cut itself.”. I chuckled.

It’s been an abnormally warm winter, but I’m not complaining. It’s nice to not shiver my brains out on the way to work. I wonder if it’s really climate change, or if it’s just normal sorts of up and down that a planet experiences over time?

Anyway, I just wanted to ramble for a few minutes. I think I’m in the mood to start posting again more often. The anti-post funk seems to be wearing off. Time will tell.

My lovely accomplis has started using her own blog to chronicle her new jobs. Go forth and consume, ye blog readers!

Played indoor ultimate tonight for two hours. Hard on the knees, but it was fun. Hard on the heart too! As usual, I’m in poor physical condition. Doesn’t matter. I’ll get it back. There. Consider yourselves updated.