I have discovered a (non-critical, amusing) bug in Google Calendar.
I find Google Calendar a convenient tool for printing out blank monthly calendars. I tack these to my wall and use them to make note of future social engagements, work hours, etc. It's easier than hacking together my own calendar in Excel or Open Office, and it's easier than firing up personal organizer software just to print a calendar page. But yeah, I found a bug.
Behold! The month of February!
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You can see that February looks alright. But what's this here? A second page? The first week of March?
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It appears that Google Calendar is hard coded to put five weeks into any monthly calendar. Which is all well and good, any month will span five weeks - except if that month is February, and that February happens to start on a Sunday. Welcome to 2009.
The bug doesn't really hurt anything, and is mostly just the amusing manifestation of an edge-case. I wonder if they'll have it fixed by 2015.
I am only now printing the calendar for February. That should tell you something.
Chief among my bad habits, I think, is my tendency to fall into work. I don't know if it's my upbringing, or my personality, or whatever, but I'll devolve into a cycle where I'll oscillate between work and my house, and I won't do anything else. It tends to go like this:
"Hm, maybe I should read that invitation to that event."
*goes to work*
"Maybe I should ... email somebody?"
*plays video games*
"Wow, I haven't really been social lately."
*Goes to sleep*
Not having a calendar for February means I haven't been social. I can remember my work hours just fine, but not having a place to write incidental appointments means I just don't make them. But, I need to make a greater effort to be organized. I need to make a greater effort to socialize. I need to make a greater effort to leave my house (for a reason other than work).
If you have an excuse for me to leave my house in February or March, I now have a place to make note of it.
You might conclude from my post that I need a proper calendar. That's not true; my parents give me a proper calendar every year. But, I consider real calendars keepsakes. I am sufficiently OCD to not write anything subject to change on a real calendar, thus, the only thing I write on real calendars are things which have already happened.