My walk was the walk of a human child, but my heart was a tree.

I haven't been posting so much recently because not much has been happening that's worth talking about. Either things have been too trivial to post publicly, or they have been about work and so I haven't been able to post them (much as I'd like to keep the log; I keep it in emacs instead), or they've been about GNOME and so have gone on the Metacity blog, or something. Maybe I should just post every day whatever happens.

I suppose I could give you some links: here's an interview with Alan Moore (who is, as always, fascinating); here's ringing from the point of view of a non-ringer (thanks, jezebel_z). But I doubt you want to come here to read links. What do you want?

Actually, today was quite an interesting day. I woke up early, and ate breakfast; Sharon honked as I was eating and I scrambled into my clothes, forgetting to wear a jumper, and so I was cold all day; I got all the code written that I wanted to write, but not all the tests finished, and I'm working on them this evening. When I got home I walked a mile in the darkness along the side of the road with plexq to the chemist's, and another mile back. I went up to read Alanna to riordon (which dimethirwen sent her) and found a pile of blankets with a sign saying "SIT ON ME!" Giggling was to be heard from under the bed. All very odd.

Emacs's longlines-mode is hugely useful.

With the cold weather coming in, I am thinking about writing stories again...

Oh yeah, I remember something I wanted to talk to you all about. I've said before that I've been thinking of moving my day-to-day public blogging (anything with a "day" tag, really) off of LJ and onto somewhere else. I had previously thought about moving it onto marnanel.org, since most of my public LJ is already mirrored there anyway. But jdub has suggested that I could move it onto blogs.gnome.org; I am seriously considering it. (I might keep it automatically updating to marnanel.org and LJ as mirrors so that posts would be in all three places.)

Updated: Oh, and another thing: I don't like talking about this, but I feel with today's events I should. I have mild Asperger syndrome and I've been on medication for bipolar disorder for about ten years now. As they say, you get busy living or you get busy dying-- but sometimes you're dying alive inside. Times like that, it's difficult to get anything done for a bit, at least until they sort your medication out, and at the worst times, in the past, especially when I didn't have health insurance, I've had difficulty keeping jobs and relationships going. I'm pretty much stable now, but if Jeff is a "paranoid psycho", so am I, and so are



more people around you than you imagine.