November 21st, 2002




Missive in the form of a hair
pulled from my sweater while
thinking of her.

I thought about adding more, but I decided that I like it how it is. It's simply a suggestion, not really stating what the message of the hair is, suggesting that the chance falling of a hair onto a sweater has taken on some significance to the poet, but not being explicit about what that significance is. Bah, or it's all crap. Anyway, that's the poem, and I'm not adding any more to it.

Bookbuilders of Boston Directory

The officers and directors thank the following members and volunteers for making this directory possible:

Editing, Kevin Jackson-Mead

So, that's pretty cool. It's a nice looking directory, too. I suppose this should go on my resume. I suppose I should update my resume with this job and figure out how to put this directory thing on there and also probably the Krayzen stuff.

Markov chain

Browsing books at Barnes & Noble yesterday, I came across a book about Markov chains, and I remembered when I had messed with Zarf's program using Markov chains. So, I told my browsing companion about it, and I got the idea that I could probably do some better ones with my journal, now that there is a lot more of it. So, I downloaded my journal yesterday, and I've been playing around a bit this morning. I'll refrain from posting full ones for now, but I just wanted to post a neat phrase I found when I used my journals plus an input file I made back in February that is the text of Aesop's fables, Hans Christian Anderson's stories, and Rudyard Kipling's Just So Stories.

The doctor is a mutant that looks like the angels;

Doing no work, my reputation increases

That's twice now in two days. Two people have asked me for files that I sent them a while ago that they misplaced. Since I was smart enough to keep all of the files that I have created for miscellaneous projects that I've worked on here, I was able to send them the files again immediately.

I think I learned from my time at Prentice Hall to keep things like that around, even after you don't necessarily think they'll be useful. Also emails. I had the co-worker asking me several weeks ago about some e-mails that we received a while ago on the project. I was able to pull them up to check what had been agreed on. I gave her a mini lecture about saving all email from the project you're on. I don't know if she's taken up the practice or not.

One more short one

Anyone is welcome to ask my to commute from Everett to Needham in my head.

And now I think I'll post some actual ones. One uses a word depth of 2, and one uses a word depth of 3.

Markov madness (-n 500 -d 2)

Okay, so I'm waiting for me. I'm going to bed. I guess it should be a couple of years, so the series of campaign games, of which I was dreaming, or if proposals need to sleep at 2:45 this morning. So I sat down and moving boxes out of ROTC sooner, would I have the ability to ramble on and start working on this journal. I suppose I should take about half an hour any time off later, I think. I made my program that finds these. I did notice places where I wonder if that's signifcant at all. I heard it make noises for someone to edit it. Two hours later, I think.

And I found the one that doesn't leave much time. Of course, I don't like the pictures actually are a few aspects of the year that I struggled a bit slow.

I did a run of 100 games, and it will work out well, especially since it's someone I'm no longer dating. I asked about Algebra 2 guy would "have his own slaves."

So, it was just too tired. I did take some time to be able to work at some point tonight, or if it didn't strike me that the magazine comes out.

The other was a lot different. I was new at Prentice Hall. And there is none missing. This is the Nerdvana one, appropriately posted by the clever lyrics. Seeming them on Monday. I'll give them a letter removed, but that I struggled a bit more time on the word of fiction, that's pretty good. Plus hrafn is asleep next to the chapter, is not moving. So, that left "whis". I finally made use of LiveJournal's memories feature. I went up the rules and then getting mad at me intently, letting the question is: what do I come in today for the New England Journal of Medicine. She said she had meant to meet with me today and ate a little more comfortable putting my own tournament. Of course, new people recently).
This is a manifestation of my car. He said he was my model of manhood growing up. I'm always subconsciously measuring myself up to the rear tire on the car to go down to a bunch of the gaming time playing some new listings that came up to see Da Vinci's Notebook last night. The instructor has been a long time, I could resist. And, yes, the chapter I'm working on immortality? Thanks.
No, really. I'm like, so totally for sure.
For completeness, let's put:


on the triple letter list. I didn't know what exactly is going on from there.

Anyone is welcome to ask me to commute from Everett to Needham in my head.
So, I've got some kind of thing. There's also the concern that there were only one had been a long time and just walk from there, or if he's just using obscure words.

In any case, it all together. It tastes very much

Markov madness (-n 500 -d 2)

Okay, so I'm not sure how long this will find out what happens.

I feel pretty good shape, with some friends. It was great. The one story comprises almost half of our unit's van, so I can think of right away that's just a rationalization. Then things switched to a group event, like a fun game, but it just occurred to me intelligently. They squawk and the 4th lesson of the above was usually an option.

My results follow. I don't have to spend time doing crosswords, since I've never done that since I use in my car later today.

I think I have no deadlines. It also said that it was really aware of significant world events like that, or something. And then I might go for magazine or newspaper, and, without a journalism, English, or if it's just not that I currently have to decide on a geometry chapter. Shut the fuck up.
They came and told me on the creativity, even if I got three in the book that I'm going to feel productive, I need to finish. Maybe I'll make one to go pick her husband and my previous experience with one tie for first edit for this edit. I've already got a question in some reading time on it a first draft. well, that and some thoughts about what our living situation is going on all three chapters done today (I have plenty), futzing with the current game
- Being able to have dinner with our realtor. Then I'm going to have not been pleasant lately.
Bah! Doctors!

Pretty much a useless visit, much like that when other people on the way to work, we did a run of 1000 games, so we'll see how well I'm able to duplicate that yet, so I sent out Jotto guesses and scores for the manuscript editor position. Argh. She said she had removed the pajama bottoms. I stared dumbly at her parents' house, but that didn't stop me from going.
Sometime over the keys to the company that wrote the list, so we should abandon other ways of phrasing it, whereas the thing and it helped me build some excitement about the job market is now, there are a lot of the cool things I need to listen to music more often without being aware of it.
I was so sexy. She came in and find out a way to do some Boggle at work, too, although I'm not sure if this means I won't be empty next month. I still have only met up with a normal way for people and keeping myself away from people chasing them. Families were there with 5 marked-up copies of Big Boggle could be 200, and those are home things, which is where the publisher gets various people's to-do lists and just keep rolling.

I'm happy being a poet or a writer of fiction (and of prose in general), so I'm going to a college roommate about it, though, is that I

Markov madness (-n 500 -d 3)

Okay, so I'm here. Let's see if I can make it monthly.

I really need a Boggle icon for lj.
Had dream where I was jealous about someone I'm no longer dating. I asked someone why I would feel so trapped, not having a car that I could massage her legs. And I ended up waking up early, having a discussion, having a "discussion", then going back to sleep and had some bizarre nightmarish thing.

Time now to actually implement my fix for the program. Results will probably be considerably inconvenient, since he's cooking dinner tonight. Blech, maybe we'll just do whichever one the majority wants to do. If there is interest, I would also be non-specific enough for me to do it; the people whose chapter outlines are also going out on Friday. Good thing I didn't tell her what I'd be selling, but she somehow knew anyway. So, those represent the three things you need to make a full-sized batch and actually can it. Would anyone be interested in this that it would make it more difficult for me to do on my project, I should see the supervising editor for the Grade 6 book one day, actually. So, now I don't feel that I already have written. So, it looks good to have this first draft done to send in on Wednesday. I may work on it a bunch.

Hmm, I haven't thought about celebrating. I guess it's time for soup.
Sometime, I need to go. Breakfast at Sound Bites and then spending the day with three women, but not with two other women who have become more important to me while I was when I woke up to Kit's alarm, or there was possibly just a little surprised that I didn't get to bed early tonight, so I might be near the top of the building. Conclusion: either I don't have something that I think will benefit from my thoroughness.

That turned into an animation from that, which I might post later. I think I'll have to do is figure out what I need to write some poetry to go in and put some time in my life, and it will eventually work. I should probably keep trying other possibilities, but I just don't feel like doing anything. I think I would really like to be a movie theater there, so I must have associated "adult" with "serious" at some point. As a much older person once told me, I have to look up, since I noticed that accents were wrong on some of the larger files, I've set it so that it could take a train back. I certainly don't want to leave it in the compendium. Went through my journal for this month to see what was going on, and they were still over there, but playing Boggle now. I was majorly fantasizing about her, even more so than I normally do on the web site, so I said I'd do that. I wonder what all we