A good friend of mine
A good friend of mine — a good friend of yours too, even if you haven’t met her, as long as you’re not really creepy or anything — is in the process of quitting smoking, so my thoughts and pride are of course with her. (“Quitting smoking” is an awkward-sounding phrase, but I’m sure that awkwardness can’t compare to the feeling of having your brain reconfigured chemically over a few weeks. Go Deb!)
Mildly productive day at work, but I have still not achieved total domination over our interrupt and timeout situations. Tomorrow, I will play dirtier, and borrow some of Peter’s brain.
I dropped off my phone and Blackberry for service today. I hope I get them back soonish, because I’m going to Boston this weekend. I should get my tux cleaned, too.
Helped Fixy and Chris make PHP and Squid play happy caching games, to obtain some significant speedups for the World Youth Day web site, or something. Two orders of magnitude isn’t bad for half an hour’s work.