stone against skin October 12th: closer to fine "there's more than one answer to these questions pointing me in a crooked line and the less I seek my answers from some definitive the closer i am to fine" —Indigo Girls, "Closer to Fine"

Dream: I was invited to a poly party, and caught a ride over with a guy I used to work with. The party took place in a hospital, or at least we were gathering in a hospital. You had to sign in, and fill out a little card saying what kind of person you were, and what kind of partner you would like, and a lot of other stuff. I filled out the card, and went where I was directed, through a door into a courtyard with a lot of rock formations people were climbing around on. I spent a long time playing on the rocks, doing harder and harder climbs. I got to the base of the cliff that surrounded the courtyard, so high I couldn't see the top of it. A young man standing near me said, "Up there's where you should go if you want to understand yourself." He showed me the handholds in the cliff, and up I went, climbing nimbly. The stone was white and the handholds were made of smooth red marble. At the top was a ledge of sorts, and a lot of dressers and wardrobes. I started opening the drawers and the doors, going through the clothes and objects inside. There was an amazing variety of clothes and fabric, as well as seashells, rocks, small wooden dolls, hats, and many other things. I was joined by a crowd of people, all of them looking through the drawers. i wanted to get down, and there were people jumping off the cliff. i thought for sure they were going to hurt themselves, but they landed lightly and ran off. There were people at the top of the cliff, helping people jump, and they said to me, "It's not that high, only as high as you think it is." And so i jumped, and landed, and wandered to the statue of a killer whale, and sat on its back.

Reality: YIPPY FUCKING SKIPPY! Sendmail and majordomo FINALLY work on Madstop! After working on it for a couple of hours Sunday and doing the finishing work today, I now have a functioning list and a deeper understanding of the strangeness which is Majordomo. Ohmmmm. If you want to join the list, check out the list page where I tell you how. I also, sometime last week, finished up the photo album, and now you can laugh at more pictures than ever before. The next installment to the photo album should come in a few weeks, once i get my vacation photos done. And now i can settle down to some old-fashioned content and design, the stuff I love. Running my own server is a means to an end, after all. And the reason for it will become readily apparent in the next few months. you'll see what I mean when we get there. ***** This weekend was my first full weekend for a few weeks, and I spent most of it with Mike, since Ivana was gone for the weekend. Saturday, we got up very early and went to the Ikea garage sale. It was all right, not as cool as I'd thought it was going to be, but I got a couple of nice picture frames for $10 apiece, and a lamp for the living room. I think the living room's about done, which means the only room left to furnish is the office. Rock. Then we went to the kirkland book sale, again a fairly non-impressive event...i only got 6 hardbacks, total. so we go back to Mike's collapse onto the couch, and then one of mike's friends calls, saying that there are 6 HP 9000's for sale at Boeing Surplus. So, of course, we hop into the car and run down there, and pick up all six of them. Then we hailed them up to the co-op. 9000's are Big Iron, and heavy. My arms ached Sunday. Then we got stuck in traffic going back to Mike's... A busy day, all in all. Sunday was much more relaxed, since all we really did was run over to a friend of his talk about scooters. Then we worked on Crab and I came home, took a shower, and slept. Mmm. Sleep. and then, today, work, and fiddling with Majordomo, and success. Happy day! ***** Yeah, i did have other stuff to say, but it'll wait.

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