Yawnie Days.

Didn't much feel like posting when I got up. I managed to figure out what was (I hope) the last bug in my CSX processor before going to bed, but I was too muzzy to fix it then.

So, when I got up around noon I put in a couple of hours and nailed it. I won't guarantee that its 100% yet, but it is successfully parsing and executing all of the routines I need to process the CSS file I'm working on. So, I need to spend a few hours organizing said CSS file and then I can finally do the web site propper. Man this has taken freakin FOREVER, so I'm glad its nearing done.

In other news taxlady and I finally removed the remains of our broken screen door, and I've been working away on the old pentium machine on the kitchen table, since taxlady is finally ready to upgrade her machine (mainly ram), and she would like to swap her 8-gig drive for the 20 I have in the pentium.

Now, we're about to head off and see if we can't find us some cheap PC100 RAM.

Sooo Tired.

Well, I spent the day running around doing things that have needed doing for some time, and now I feel like I could collapse and fall asleep at any moment, so maybe I'll just go and do that.

Night All!

Disintegrata.

Something to sleep on, the Klingon Code of Conduct:

DISINTEGRATA

• Go nastily amid the peace and tranquility, and remember what satisfaction there may be in genocide.
• As far as possible, without surrender, move into other people's space.
• Lie often and loudly; and listen to the lies of others, even the slow and incompetent; examples can be made of them later.
• Seek out the meek and inoffensive persons; they are annoying, but fun to kill.
• Do not bother comparing yourself to others; those greater than you will eventually be eliminated, and those lesser than you are dead already.
• Fart in airlocks.
• Assassinate your superior as quickly as possible; your own career, however exalted, is not worth a plugged millo if one of your own junior officers gets it over your dead body.
• Exercise caution if one of your course changes suddenly produces a sensor ghost; for the galaxy is full of Federation vessels.
  
• But let this not blind you to the happier side of things; many starship captains are swaggering, tin-plated dictators with delusions of godhood, and everywhere life is full of incompetence.
• Advance yourself.
• Especially do not feign meanness, neither be cynical about hate; you are not likely to run out of either.
• Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the joys of defenestration and evisceration for more mature pleasures.
• Nurture a deep-seated suspicion of small furry creatures that purr; you never can tell.
• File your teeth regularly.
• Discipline is important; practice holding it inbetween planetfalls.
• You are a scourge of the universe, no less than your average interstellar plague or black hole; you have a right to be here.
• And whether or not it is clear to you, have no doubt the universe is going to pieces in a most laudable manner.
• Therefore do your utmost to annoy the destroyer, however you may conceive him, big bang, or entropy death; and whatever your plans of conquest, as you wade through the morasses of peace with fire and sword, annoy your soul.
• With all it's truth, high resolve, and courage, the world still has it's ugly spots.
• Be thoughtless.
• Strive to be miserable.
  

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                Found scratched on the Energy Barrier; Stardate 2832.4