I was going to go to Noisebridge this evening.
I actually shaved my head, trimmed my beard, took a shower, found a clean pair of jeans that sort of fit, and then
decided that I had done enough hard stuff for one day and did not get out of my chair when 19:15 rolled around. The thing is. The thing is and this is sorta stupid but the thing is there are impediments to getting in that there didn't used to be unless the door is open in the early evenings and I could have gone to check but I didn't. To get in you call a number and dial in a secrit kode and I was all set to do this until I discovered on the wiki that the phone number to let you in is the same for the pay phone currently undergoing modifications and I was suddenly confused as to how this number was supposed to automagically connect you to a process of some kind anything but a person.
My phobia of phones is bad enough that the remote possibility that I might have to talk to a person on my phone to get in tipped the scale in favor of my staying here in my chair and continuing to teach myself either C or Python depending on which I decide to look at here by myself.
Well there is always next week's Python class. There are also Linux admin groups that I think could be interesting and there's the Tuesday night meeting where I might even run into
badgerbag if I were lucky and so there is the rest of the week's worth of opportunities and I could even go listen in on a Ruby class although I have not so much as hello worlded in Ruby yet. I suspect I have gone through the elementary aspects of roughly C-like languages enough times that a new one would not be completely unintelligible.
But hey. I shaved and showered and found clean clothes. That is an accomplishment in and of itself. Soon I will probably sleep as I have been up since 3am although given that yesterday I slept all but four hours I should stay awake for quite awhile tonight. But I can feel sleep creeping up on me already. But the plan is the next time I am awake in the wee hours it is time for laundry. Major overhaul time.
Oh and the bathroom sink has stopped draining. Tomorrow will be a baking soda and vinegar drain-opening gala. I will first try to fish out some gunk but that grosses me out. I have handled nearly everything that a dog or cat can throw up or excrete or otherwise cast out of its body but drain goo makes me ill.
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