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28 May 2002

By 7:30 this morning I was ready to crawl back under the covers and admit defeat. I was definitely not ready to deal with this day.

And it's all Marn's fault.

I wasn't quite as well as I thought yesterday and kind of crashed toward the late afternoon. The fever got up to about 100 at its highest, and food really didn't sound very good. All I had for food throughout the evening was broth and watermelon (not at the same time!)

It was 9:30 when I feel asleep, during Mayor Giuliani's HBO special remembering 9/11. (This should not to be taken as any sort of critical commentary on the show itself).

Since I had slept the better part of two and a half days, now, when I began to dream that I was pregnant, I knew it was time to wake up.

It was 4 a.m.

Well, that's really OK. It's not unusual for me to be up at 4 a.m. and I certainly couldn't say I was sleep deprived. So I got up to finally get to the work I need to complete by the end of today.

But first, of course, I had to check out the usual journals.

Marn's is always at or near the top of the list (depending on whether I start with Diaryland diaries or not).

I noticed a new link on her page. Maybe it's been there for awhile, but I just saw it today.

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It's to "Ageless," a site which is dedicated to the idea that "the personal, creative side of the web is diverse and ageless." Sounds kind of nice. The site breaks the participants down into decades and you can check out all the folks writing journals or blogs who were born in your decade (or any other decade, for that matter).

I decided I'd join up. So I did. And that was when I was plunged into URLHell.

I copied the "Ageless" logo to my hard drive, and, since the end of May is coming, I decided I would just redo the front page here, tweaking a couple of things and adding the Ageless link.

Looked just fine on FrontPage, so I uploaded to Funny the World.

A word of caution, children: back up. Always back up!

When I called up my front page--all of my graphics had disappeared. Every single one of them, including the logo that was so kindly made for me by my friend Andy Jones, webmaster of Arcata Plaza.

Again, I thanked the gods that I learned HTML before finding Front Page because at least I knew how to check out the codes. I even knew what the problem was. It required changing every single link to every single graphic, which was OK, but for some reason the names of the files had changed. Don't ask me how that happened. But a file that was named hf40.gif suddenly was hf40-00.gif. That meant every single link was wrong.

It only took me two hours--and a lot of screaming, hair pulling, and not very nice words--to figure that out. Slowly, painfully, I got them all back into place again. I think. At least they all look ok on MY screen.  But at this point I'm not assuming anything!

About the time I finished that, I had a note of an update to a new journal I just started reading. The note came from "glatisanta" and sounded like a fun update--only there was no link attached. Do you think I could find a link to her journal? Or the original message she wrote? Or my response to it? Of course not.

I, who save every word that everybody has ever written to me or that I have ever written to anybody, who has links to just about every web site on the web could find none of these things. (Also, "Sign My" appears to be down too--thankfully it seems to be down for everyone I know who uses it, not just me-- so I couldn't check if she had put a message there instead.)

(She finally sent the proper link. The journal, Heaven and Woolworths, is worth a look--I recommend it. Of course, be careful--this particular link will leave you "itching" for less!!!)

I finally decided this was not my day for the Internet, so I set out to work, which was what I should have been doing all these hours anyway. I went to call up the last file I'd been working on for Dr. G, and it was gone. Missing. Poof. Into thin air.

(Do we sense a trend here?)

I finally managed to find it again and saw that it just needed his signature attached, so I used my Dr. G macro for his signature and the computer froze up. I had to reboot.

When I finally got back up and running again, I remembered that the transcription unit is screwed up and instead of backing up a word or two when you take your foot off the pedal, it backs up a sentence or two. This extends the transcription time incredibly and drives me up the wall, but I have too much work to do to take it in to be fixed right now.

But even work is making me crazy. In addition to the transcription machine problem, WordPerfect is being flaky--freezing when I least expect it. It just means I have to reboot, which only takes more time.

Around 11 a.m., I got a note from my friend Joan telling me that this site is acting "squirelly." It seems that when she attempts to log on to, she receives a message that says "The requested URL was not found on this server." Now WHY it is trying to redirect to /geov2000 is beyond me. I am totally clueless. If anybody has any ideas, I'd love to hear them.

I'm kind of afraid to do anything else. So far every single thing I've touched has screwed up. I am ready to admit that I am powerless over modern technology.

And it's all Marn's fault.

(But if there is anything good about all this it's that my stomach is in knots and I can't think of eating--six months ago I'd be out devouring the kitchen, not even aware of what I was eating. I've turned into a normal person. Whoda thunk?)

P.S. I love Haggie. She read the code and found out what the problem with the site was...and assured me that it was nothing I did or could have fixed. I didn't screw up after all. There's hope. Whatever it was (or wasn't), it seems to have fixed itself.


Quote of the Day

The greatest enemy of knowledge isn't the ignorance of knowledge but the illusion of it.

--Stephen Hawking

(I have no illusion of knowing anything today!)

Picture of the Day

(I need one today!)

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Sound Muffler for Covering the Mouth

Patent no. 4,834,212
Issued: May 30, 1989
Inventors: Moira and Frank Figone, Belmont, CA


A device into which a person may yell or scream without disturbing others, allowing him to vent built-up anger and frustration. The interior of the muffler is coated with foam. A microphone can be included to pick up a some sound and activate a light display or meter giving the user immediate visual feedback as to the intensity of sound produced.

(FROM:  Weird and Wonderful Patents)


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