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February 21, 1996: unfrustrating
what is going to distinguish my true friends from my not-true-friends is the way they deal with the way i am right now.
if i have to apologize one more time for the fact that i am busy, i am going to scream. i already do not sleep. i am going to cry.
i have a faq; i have a daily journal; if people want to track me down, they know how. two new faq questions are necessary, i guess:
mea culpa, mea culpa, mea culpa.
in the past, i have had friends who were busy ... i have understood and remained their friends. i really like my friends! i hope y'all, if you are reading this, do the same.
glad to get that off my chest.
that was not the only thing i thought about today. i again mulled over my guilt and feelings of inadequacy over having become a lawyer-turned-writer rather than a programmer. here's my latest twist on it.
it seems to me that, if any given individual does not get around to writing a certain program, it still may get written. the trick seems to be to be the first.
with writing, on the other hand, if a particular writer does not write a certain piece of writing, or produce a certain production, the world could go on forever, and it would not get written. writing in unique. there is something about that which i find incredibly appealing.
yet, it bugs me that the fact i am not a programmer is just so gendered. at least i don't cook.
speaking of which, i attended the women in multimedia meeting tonight, at which drue miller, a cyborganic regular, gave a smashing talk about -- no surprise here! -- women in multimedia.
drue is just fabulous. and it was a great meeting ... even though nary a programmer was present.
anyway, so that is why i have not written or called.
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