I'm not very good at this whole "regular updates" thing. The problem is, I don't feel that I have anything to contribute to the internet. What I'm missing, of course, is that the bar for internet content is set extremely low, and just the fact that I spell about half of my words correctly puts me firmly in the upper echelons of internet content.

I think maybe eventually I'll just start writing a blog about Wikipedia's article of the day, just to form the habit.

Today, I learned about Cynna Kydd. As you can tell by her name, she is not normal. She is, in fact, an Australian Netball player. I do not know what Australian netball is, nor how it differs from other forms of netball, but it seems like goal scorer, which is what Cynna is, would be a pretty sweet position in any game. It looks like most of her career revolves around the time she *left* a team, the Melbourne Kestrals, and I guess things have never been the same. Apparently she's good, and has a shot to make the national team in 2007. I have no idea what nation they play against. Maybe New Zealand.

I can tell this isn't going to work out.

Life, on the other hand, has no shortage of things to write about, they're all just painfully boring. Work proceeded much as usual, except I actually went full-time this week, since Dawn wasn't in town, and airports were functional, and I felt like it. Plus, work to do. My deadline (which CANNOT be moved, even a little bit) is August 31, and I still have a little bit of work and a lot of testing to do. Wish me luck.

As a little bonus, the Amazon front lawn picnic was Friday, during which I got to eat the very same food I eat in the cafeteria most days on the front lawn, cooked over coals, rather than gas, by the very same people who usually cook it inside, and then I had to plunge my hand into ice water to get a Coke rather than drawing it from the soda fountain. I felt rugged and outdoorsy.

I'm pretty sheltered.

But no, the food was not the high point, the high point was a free concert on the lawn by Carbon Leaf, a band with whom I'm passingly familiar, and whose concert I could have watched out my office window if I didn't want a hamburger so badly (and hadn't already paid for it earlier in the week). So, the perks at Amazon are pretty sweet.

As I was anticipating the concert/lunch, my friend Stephanie from high school called, and told me she was having a housewarming party that night, and I should drop by. So I did, around nineish, after a leisurely stroll down the 15 or so blocks to get there, punctuated by a quick stop at the liquor store, because after all, it's no housewarming if you don't warm the house (and its inhabitants) with liquor. I went, I met her friends (good people, to the last man/woman), and generally had a good time. We tried to walk down to Hot Mama's pizza at about 2 to grab a slice, but it was just after last call, so they were open, but had RUN OUT OF PIZZA. Shameful.

So I walked home, accompanied by one of Stephanie's friends who happens to live like 3 blocks from me. Crazy.

Today, I finished decorating my apartment (except that last set of curtains behind the TV, who knows if I'll ever get back there), and cleaned like a madman, and had a burrito, and bought some shampoo, and watched my new Ben Folds DVD and had a leisurely evening. If you have the means, I highly recommend it.

That's about it for me. In the future, if the wikipedia article is as uninteresting as today's, I'll take suggestions from the audience. Dawn, I'm looking at you.

edit: By the end of this post, I'd discovered that Australian netball is no different from any other kind of netball, but I still have no idea what it is.