Background Noise: Moondance
Last website visited: the rounds (someday i'll actualy write down what this entails)
Mood: the coffee is kicking in
Right now i want... my horoscope says this weekend will rock. i really hope they got that one right ;)

i'm not quite sure what i'm going to write about this morning, i just felt compelled to write something. partly because i'm neck deep in spec writing and it's driving me nuts, though, as diveintomark.org says, Specs Matter. Alot. so here i am, greatly after i have implemented my features, telling the world why they should be done and how i'm going to do it. this puts me in the same position as writing papers based on theses i've already crafted: they seem pointless. i've already done it, it's already been approved, i don't have much time and this time could be spent doing something else... like fine-tuning my UI. and, damnit mark, if this makes me an asshole, so be it. it's early. i've been here for little over an hour already, and i was here 13 hours yesterday.

ohhh, right. ok, yes, i was here until 9pm last night. which is funny, considering i was here at 8am. there was a bit of a break for lunch (awesome mexican, thanks Dave!) and for dinner (Fridays and a very LARGE beer, thanks Steve)... at which point i was both toasted enough and focused enough to track down some pointer nastiness, so i did. then i went home and watched more olympics.

let me get back to dinner with Steve; not as much dinner as it was yet another relationship-counseling session (sorry dude, but it's true). i'm not going to go into details, because there's no point. however, i would like to reiterate this very important life lesson: Being Best Friends with an Ex DOES NOT WORK AND ONLY CAUSES MORE TROUBLE AND ANGUISH. especially right after the fact. if you can be friends much after your relationship, cool, more power to you, but take a BREAK from eachother FIRST. otherwise, you get into this horrid guilt-potential-get-back-together spiral that just eats you alive and tends to cause the most trouble at the worst times. and oh boy do i mean at the worst times.

k, my bagel is done (i'm free from those chocolate muffins) and my coffee is starting to work, so back to my mysterious memory leak and my specs. oh, and i cannot forget to pick up my aunt at the airport tonight... i can't believe it's already thursday....

ps: i actually beat Andy into the office this morning! i'm not quite sure if that's good or freightening, but, there you go :)