After having driven a rental 2+ weeks after getting my car totalled in an accident, I now have another car, a Subaru Forester. I wanted something that handled well in snow and had AWD (like a SUV), had lots of space to put stuff in case I ever had to move (like a SUV), that wouldn't guzzle gas (unlike a SUV), and had thoughtful and intellgent design in its interior and lots of compartments to put stuff (unlike just about everyone else). This actually narrowed down my choices quite a bit. After I drove home from the dealership saturday, I christened the vehicle with the Bedouin Soundclash CD I've wanted to get for months (after hearing them over and over again on Canadian radio).

Me and the GF haven't spoken for 2 weeks after the falling out. I guess that the statute of limitations on my being in a relationship has passed. Strangely enough, you can only have enough cycles of break-up/get back together before you start to feel less and less sad and more and more like "jeez, this is really stupid".

I had a good time with (e:vincent) and his friends last night. It was the first time that I had ever been to Mohawk place, and I should say that it now is tied with Diablo in my "funnest bar" rankings. Lotta cool music, lotta cute and slightly offbeat girls. Nice place. While I didn't think that the "stupider room" was that terrible, I'd agree that the music wasn't that hot (it was a jukebox) and question the value of musical democracy in a watering hole.

And finally, I've gotten most of my passover shopping done. I have at least enough bread of afflication for 4-6 days worth of affliction.

I often have the habit of writing parodies of songs for no apparent reason. Several years ago, I started writing a parody of the Rodgers and Hammerstein's "do-re-mi" from the Sound of Music that mixed totally unrelated computer terminology together. I was stuck in a traffic jam and the idea just kind of hit me. When I set my own silly words to existing songs I tend to suffer from writer's block when I think them up, because I can't think of enough good stuff that rhymes; I usually end up revisiting what I've written several years later, when some idea about how to make things fit together hits me straight of the blue (usually from the same stupid place I got the idea to write the song in the first place). This particular parody was especially challenging, though, because in addition to stuff rhyming, I also had to think of computer terminology that fit well with the song. Well, last night I finished, and as I really don't have anywhere better to post this, I might as well post it to what I'm currently using as my diary.

(With apologies to Rodgers and Hammerstein)

do, a loop, a do-while loop
ray, it is a thing you trace
me, an applescript reference
"fa", the first two characters of face
.so, a shared library object
-la, will link to a.so
tee, you pipe to grep and sed
And now we're looping back to do


And that is my silly little accomplishment for the week.

I had a great time at the party, and was cool to finally meet (e:museumchick) and (e:ingrid) in person. By some circumstance I didn't run into (e:james), but I hope to at the next event. (e:uncutsaniflush) and I probably didn't solve (e:vycious)'s FTP problem, but it was fun trying.
I also have a mild case of geek envy for (e:paul)'s nokia device, but I'm going to try and hold off buying one myself because I'm supposed to be buying an iPhone for work and my gtk skills are a little rusty.

Thanks to PMT for hosting another great party!

A week ago, I write about how much I love that my girlfriend is up here.

Tonight, we discuss on the phone that we're not right for each other and that maybe we should break up.

Life's kinda ironic that way.

I seem to be the latest victim in the round of car accidents happening to peeps. I got in one this afternoon after work. Everyone's still alive and breathing, though my car is pretty well smashed up and I may have to be shopping for a new one in the recent future.

I had imagined a more traditional first "honey I'm home" greeting for my currently visiting girlfriend (as opposed to "guess why I'm home so early and why I haven't returned with the car"). Well, I guess everyone can't be Ricky Ricardo.