chittery, in the park

Manfred rumbles, "I'm male, but Makojin can't seem to make up it's mind."
LuciFur wonders if Manfred's teeth are as long as her head.
LuciFur chitters, "It's not required here."
EverGuest says, "Manfred is more man then you can handle."
Makojin squeaks, "no, I'm female"
LuciFur chitters, "Makojin is welcome to be what it wants."
Makojin squeaks, "that's what I said when I set up"
LuciFur chitters, "Thank you EverGuest, for playing yourself today. ;)"
Makojin squeaks, "so.... how do I change this?"
LuciFur chitters, "Oh."
Manfred rumbles, "editplayer would probably work"
LuciFur chitters, "Helpstaff question."
LuciFur chitters, "Yup. I think there's @set gender but I'm not sure of syntax"
LuciFur has not been Help in several years.
TigerTim comes out from behind the bulletin board.
LuciFur chitters, "Yes, ask the bulletin board, Makojin."
TigerTim wanders in
DuQuesne arrives via the quiet Taxi service.
DuQuesne wanders closer to the bulletin board. (Type 'board' to follow.)
TigerTim greets M,lucifur, EG and everyone else..
M wavies.
M says, "heya TT"
Makojin squeaks, "done"
Manfred rumbles, "there you go. 8)"
LuciFur was talking to her roommate about whether the screen saver randomly generates the plot points that don't appear on screen, or if it randomly interrupts itself, and we were arguing about the elegance of algorithm, if-then statements in programs and finally platonic idealism in discovering whether such points really did exist.
LuciFur chitters, "Some days, I really like being me."
LuciFur chitters, "On those days, it's impossible to believe there is no God and I am not her."
Manfred checks for a divine aura.
LuciFur beams.
TigerTim wonders how many just turn the monitor off like he does these days...
Manfred doesn't even turn off the monitor.. power save mode. 8)
LuciFur likes the computer screensaver she uses because it tells her the time immediately. And she has Atom Time, so she always knows precisely how late she is.
Manfred's got... 5 pc's running Seti@home atm.
LuciFur does not do that because she is not SURE she really wants to devote active energy to finding ETL.
Somewhere on the muck, Wildcard has connected.
Makojin squeaks, "Who said ETL? Where's is intellegent life down here?"
LuciFur bites her own tail.
TigerTim notes that the best form of power saving IHHO is the oldest,and still unsuperseded to this day.
LuciFur chitters, "Power Standby mode?"
Zel pops out of a small door set in the ground next to the bandstand.
LuciFur chitters, "Otherwise known as Off?"
Manfred waves to Zel
TigerTim says, " if it isnt in use...turn it OFF and pull out the damn plug."
Zel waves to manfred."Ho. How hae you been?
Manfred rumbles, "moderately neato, thanks for asking."
EverGuest says, "Zel!"
Zel softly says, "EverGuest,"hihi"
LuciFur chitters, "Pull out the plug? Right. As soon as I stop using my computer. Right. My heart will stop beating and I'll take up residence in the hard drive, eh?"
Manfred rumbles, "and now, I must be going."

Mental vs. Physical

The problem (lately) with using the journal to tell people what's going on in my life is that almost everything that happens of significance physically sets off a chain of thought in my mind, which I also want to record. But frequently don't have time. I think if someone reads this journal without any background on me, they will be very confused; of course, I also offer occasional recaps and summaries of my current physical and mental status, which of course, I think are helpful and well-attended-to by my public, which of course goes over this stuff with a fine-toothed comb.

In other words, it's the normal self-indulgent crap. :)

I just woke up. It's Saturday, I have a very busy day to plan, and the weekend ain't all that normal. Instead of attending to that, I am instead, finding myself fascinated by the dreams I was having. In one of which, I had to use an oversized shoe as a "slide" like on a playground. In another, I found myself trying to move things out of a warehouse, but there kept being places to have to go, and having to go weird ways .... a water slide, this time... and then at the end, I was trying to make my way across town to a performance that I completely missed... Although my mind had a fun time creating an historic downtown for a small city I've never seen before. After I missed the performance, my dream criticized the architecture in a running commentary that ended when I woke up...

Dreams are weird.

I might have a job.

More later. Maybe.