F 1 D 0 -- 2001 12 12 at 13 00 Too Many Last Chances. My meeting with Anita caused her to get into a depression so that she's been dysfunctional for days. She begged for another opportunity, and so my deal is she can buy tenancy. My meeting with Samir is that he is to pay me only 400.00 for December, but he will move away peacefully on the 30th. And the good news is he's told others here his intentions to do so. Gawd. I'm giving people too many last chances. As always, these meetings make me feel drained, and late. I'll find something. I have a friend, Ann, in Thunder Bay who tells me her dreams sometimes. These dreams are vivid, and sometimes have frightening meanings, even if I don't claim to understand what dreams mean. It makes me wonder about my dreams. Lately, they've been ok, but hard to distinguish from reality. In my most recent dreams I recall, I was doing computer work, dancing, and interracting with people in the way that I do as it is. The only clue I got that it was a dream is I had so very much trouble reading things. I could not read the signs, I could not read the manuals, I could not even read the screen. When I was computing, but not able to read the screen, it occurred to me, in the dream, that I was just dreaming. The dream proceeded normally, but from that point onward, I didn't take any of the interractions seriously. Have you found troubles at home affects appetite? Well, I have that problem. I am very hungry, but unable to focus on food when things are awry. I put on a chicken last night, in spite of all this. But I set the timer for 45 minutes, and only now I'm packing some up for later. It came out alright. Waking to ready chicken is a good thing. I stuffed this one with Jalapeno peppers. This gave it mostly a scent, rather than a taste. But I was eager to see how it would be. Expediency is how I'm dealing with food most recently. I enjoy cooking, but if I get home this late, and want to do anything besides cook, how can I prioritize? You, dear reader, never hear me talk about cleaning. That is a problem for me. It doesn't get any time allotments. Time. Now I'm late, as per usual, for an appointment this afternoon. But I'll head out, and phone telling her I'm on my way. She's ready. But if I was interested in decluttering my bedroom, when should I do this? I subscribe to the Tortech list, hosted by Bryan. As a guy with some knowledge of yiddish, I found the name of one author most interesting, most curious. Agent Drek. Drek and Feh are both good Jewish words. English dance was last night. It was amazing. We had so many come out. We had told a few people that it was the last dance of the year, so we had the ones who come out for sweets and chat, not just for dance. One girl, Hindi, hadn't come out to English. She heard that it is stately, slow, plodding, boring, but mostly slow. Well, that is a rumour we should put to rest. Many of the dances Christine calls for us are Bouncy, Lively, and cause some breathlessness. Uh, Hindi was surprised. Good Surprised. Bryan has installed his Live Journal software into Samurai. I find it interesting. In spite of that, I prefer just being able to hand code my HTML in my minimalist way. I once saw a graphic which said, "This site is best viewed with LYNX." That's how I feel about my site, actually. I want it to be legible. So the tags I use at the top just set the colours, and I use the same title. I've chosen "F1D0 not fido" on purpose. Not for the reasons we would expect from the english sense. If someone does a search for FIDO, I want to appear in the search, and putting those words into my title ought to have that effect. The "not" is for you, dear reader. I called Primus last night for my customer. It turns out that they offer two 1.5 megabyte services. For 80.00 a month, you get a modem and four email addresses. For 225.00 a month, they throw in a router, four more email addresses, and a STATIC IP ADDRESS!! Waay Cooool! I'm thinking I need coffee. The meetings of today, while they've made me late, have helped me relax a little. I don't have to worry quite as much as I did 24 hours ago. It was worry that kept me from writing you. I met with Paola yesterday. I wanted to find out about her and Keith. Well, I found out precious little. They're doing fine, but I was really eager to learn if they're going to become a family, or an anything. Sorry, readers, nothing to report. But we did have sushi lunch buffet at Katsu, near Pape subway station. There is much to be said about a restaurant which is reliable each time you bring a guest. It has not let me down so far. Consider that a recommendation for Katsu. That's all I know.