Fear the Crab

Made two more spec programs for CheesyMUD. They’re simple things, and they only force people to do things they normally wouldn’t. Much thanks to Kyrol again for helping to compile the code.

Thanks to a bunch of inconsiderate people, again I do not remember my dreams. I thought by closing the door to my room, it would give me some quiet, but that illusion was shattered when I woke up to loud talking and the sound of scratches on the wall. It seemed someone was trying to plug something in, and not doing a very good job of it because it took them a few minutes to do that simple task.

This time there’s nothing of my dream that I remember, except for the barest trace of a baseball field and a bus.

Kyrol is a golden spec god. He helped me on my little ego-trip spec program on CheesyMUD, and even tweaked it to make it better. If he were a mechanic, I’d ship my car over to have it tuned up and turboed.

Today started out weirdly. I almost threw up the omelette I had for breakfast. I had the night shift at 1830, so that meant I had to kill 9 hours before leaving for work. I’ve never been more bored in my life. What’s even more sad about that is the fact that just in my room there are hundreds of things I could have done to pass the time. Chalk it up to good ol’ laziness, I guess. I even tried to take a nap, but it was too hot, and I think I only managed to doze off for 10 minutes.

On CheesyMUD I tried to make a spec program, somewhat because I wanted to show I could contribute something, but primarily because I felt like it. The only problem was, a certain command was unavailable to me, so I couldn’t compile the code. That makes it tough to test. I felt like a prick for bugging all the higher-ups on the game to compile the code for me.

At work I tried out the new pair of boots I bought on Wednesday. A black pair of Bates-brand boots, they look like something someone in the military or law enforcement would wear. I think it even claimed so on the tag. What’s neat about them is they have a zipper on the side, so I can take my feet out while keeping the boots laced. The boots were comfortable at work, and after having them “blessed” by Irene I did a little dance in front of the jewelry stand.

Work itself was.. well, okay. That’s the best I could put it. It wasn’t dull or boring, but neither was it active enough to consider it a “busy” day. That’s what happens when our primary customers are those from overseas. Still, it felt like I got a lot of work done, so in the end I guess you could say it was worth it.

There’s not much to talk about regarding work, except to say that these days it seems the young Japanese girls are wearing less and less clothing. You can blame the pop stars for that. One day a pop star is going to promote corsets and those gigantic hoop dresses, and then all over Japan women will find it hard to ride the train.