October 1st, 2002


work work and more work

Red-eye flight and two hours of sleep last night, you'd think I'd be able to get some respite, but no, more of the latest brand of denial-of-service attack, plus some misbehaving equipment, has me up until 2:30am yet again. And with a 9:30 meeting. The Internet sucks, especially when you're responsible for keeping part of it running.

I haven't been around much, due to schedule and busy-ness and general depression. I realize I abandoned the wonderful tale of my wedding day just at the climax; must finish that soon.