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Jun. 6th, 2006 10:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kjpepperToday was full of the type of coding that would make the baby Jesus cry. Let's just say it was almost 8 when I left the office. Argh.
Still today overall wasn't bad - while the code monkeying was stressful, at least it kept me challenged and occupied, two things I've been having some severe trouble with at work lately. And the having to stay late was much mitigated by a morlock showing up to keep me company before his appointment and then to give me a ride home afterwards. He even brought me tempura from Thai kitchen to munch while I basically screamed at PHP to do my evil bidding. Most of it will be lunch tomorrow, but the little bit I did manage to eat was tasty.
Home afterwards, to sunny cheerfully doing the dishes and Fatzos picked up by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
anzovin in lieu of the dinner I would have made if I'd gotten home on time, which was quite an adequate substitute. :) I was both amused and kinda touched that Raf remembered what my usual order is, and tossed in a Jones Cream soda on top of it. Dinner was followed by a fascinating conversation about relationship dynamics, our little poly puppy pile, and the concept of kids at some point, and something came up that I think I subconsciously knew and even acknowledged in an oblique way, thinking that it got under the radar, but apparently it didn't. I'm not anxious, or even that surprised... just interested... no, intrigued would be the better word... in any case, something new to mull over when the rest of me's in screensaver mode.
I can't decide whether the above paragraph is incredibly cryptic or painfully obvious. *screens comments* what do y'all's think? :)
Tonight had some quieter conversation with the boy, also about stuff going on, though it was on a more somber note than the previous one... It's funny, he always apologizes at least twice during one of our heart to hearts for unloading all over me, and I always tell him not to worry about it... *sigh* It's like half the time I don't know how to really help him with his shit, but I do have a couple of fine, working ears, and in light of not always having the answer, I'm certainly not going to begrudge him the use of them. At least, not 99% of the time, but it's been a very long while since he's wandered into 1% territory...
I think I'm going to practice the dance for Sunday a bit before I go to bed...
Still today overall wasn't bad - while the code monkeying was stressful, at least it kept me challenged and occupied, two things I've been having some severe trouble with at work lately. And the having to stay late was much mitigated by a morlock showing up to keep me company before his appointment and then to give me a ride home afterwards. He even brought me tempura from Thai kitchen to munch while I basically screamed at PHP to do my evil bidding. Most of it will be lunch tomorrow, but the little bit I did manage to eat was tasty.
Home afterwards, to sunny cheerfully doing the dishes and Fatzos picked up by
anzovin in lieu of the dinner I would have made if I'd gotten home on time, which was quite an adequate substitute. :) I was both amused and kinda touched that Raf remembered what my usual order is, and tossed in a Jones Cream soda on top of it. Dinner was followed by a fascinating conversation about relationship dynamics, our little poly puppy pile, and the concept of kids at some point, and something came up that I think I subconsciously knew and even acknowledged in an oblique way, thinking that it got under the radar, but apparently it didn't. I'm not anxious, or even that surprised... just interested... no, intrigued would be the better word... in any case, something new to mull over when the rest of me's in screensaver mode.I can't decide whether the above paragraph is incredibly cryptic or painfully obvious. *screens comments* what do y'all's think? :)
Tonight had some quieter conversation with the boy, also about stuff going on, though it was on a more somber note than the previous one... It's funny, he always apologizes at least twice during one of our heart to hearts for unloading all over me, and I always tell him not to worry about it... *sigh* It's like half the time I don't know how to really help him with his shit, but I do have a couple of fine, working ears, and in light of not always having the answer, I'm certainly not going to begrudge him the use of them. At least, not 99% of the time, but it's been a very long while since he's wandered into 1% territory...
I think I'm going to practice the dance for Sunday a bit before I go to bed...
