Absence

I have been MIA from everything. Just - seriously - it's pathetic how I have managed to seperate from the rest of the world for the last week or so without even noticing it.

I still don't know what I have been doing with my time. Two big things come to mind: 1) the setting up of a database for the bookstore and 2) the reprogramming of the assistant site. Computers are funny that way. A small task that you start at ten am suddenly finds you still sitting in the same chair at six pm. Mysterious.

But that doesn't explain entirely where I have been for the last ten days, pretty much not phoning or calling or going out or ANYTHING. Yet, I've managed to see people, usually if they call in the middle of the day and I decide to go into work an hour later (TheKnitter did this effectively, as did The Minnesotian). I also had a programmed art contest thingiemajigie with Kathypath, so we grouped several social encounters in one and I packed in five or six coffees/hang-outs/chit-chats in one afternoon.

I apologize to those to whom I owe phone calls (Hi Julie! Hi Vegas!). There's no real excuse for my absence other than that I didn't realize it's almost July.

On a totally unrelated note: I did my laundry for three hours the other day (and was thankful to have some time to sit in the laundromat and think in peace) when I noticed that the dryers said something a little peculier:

I get the meaning. My first thought was, "What a terrible translation!" but then I realized that it wasn't a translation at all. It was the original sticker on the dryer that was then later translated to French. But from then on, all I could see was a little cartoon dryer bitching about how much he hates camping, or maybe how many misquito bites he's gotten.