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Lately, every day has been one of those days that starts out with me not wanting to get out of bed and turns into a day of bug fixing and random questions from people that prevent me from bug fixing. Yesterday was one of those days; however, for once, I had one of those evenings where everything was perfect. On top of that, when I came home, I had a new issue of Make and a bonus check in my mailbox, a new episode of TopGear on TiVo, and a hot pocket in the freezer. Sometimes, life is good.

This year’s desk calendar at work is Star Trek, so it’s got a bunch of random actor birthdays listed in it. This is how I know that today is Wil Wheaton’s birthday. Instead of googling for his site, I had originally just typed in www.willwheaton.com which took me to a vastly different site. I think I may be one of only 10 people in the world that actually enjoyed the Wesley Crusher episodes. Anyway, if you are vaguely interested, there is a writeup in honor of his birthday on StarTrek.com.

I am one of those people that occasionally just blogs for the sake of committing words to “paper” and getting stuff off of my chest. In that spirit, I’m going to talk about one of my odd days. For anyone that I haven’t subjected to stories of my love life (you must live on the east coast or in SF), there is a running theme of masochism (before you start, no, not like that) in the way that I put myself in positions that I know I’m not going to enjoy. For instance, I decided to email a woman that I parted ways with that had expressed what appeared to be a genuine interest in remaining friends (I’ve foolishly done this enough by now to know better), and I received the followup email that invariably contains a line something like “oh, and by the way, I’m seeing someone exclusively right now”. After 2 or 3 of these emails, you’d think I’d have learned my lesson. Anyway, I also went speed dating Sunday night (post to follow) and through some scheduling problems of the company running it, there were only 2 women under 30 there which led to an email today that contained no matches (it was actually a kind of funny experience all in all, which warrants its own entry).

All of this combined to make it an odd day. As I was looking through some photo blogs for the San Diego Comic Con, I decided to look for photos of an event that a friend of mine (a female friend, of course) was at. It turns out if you know enough about a person and an event, there is probably a photo blog somewhere. After a trip to google and a look through some random web sites, I found the sort of page I was looking for and suddenly encountered a picture of her and her boyfriend. It was at this point that the thought leapt into my head that “oh shit, I’m a stalker”. It is a weird feeling to know that some combination of someone else’s actions and your feelings has come to that. For some reason, I seem to occasionally require experiences like this to realize that some “friendships” are just plain unhealthy.

When I was in Providence for my reunion, I was at the bookstore and saw some interesting WaterFire posters that I didn’t feel like taking on the plane. I finally remembered them tonight and found them online here. Personally, I kind of like the wide one, and I’m thinking about getting one for my new apartment.

I was attempting to get caught up on my newsreading last week and and I ended up reading about the release of the spec for Atom 1.0. This sort of thing caused a relative flurry of posts about all the different standards for newsfeeds from blogs and the fact that there are now around 5 (I think) major standards and versions of standards that various newsreaders support. Of course, it got me to thinking about the fact that at some point I want to move this to a “real” website where I can have control over the software and do whatever I want. All of this also led me to an interesting article that ended up being a kind of roundabout discourse on blogging and what it means to be a blogger. I thought it was a fun read so, here’s a link.