find(1) is the third gear of unix. it deserves a poem. perhaps later, when i’m not quite so swamped that i’m resorting to using find a lot.
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the setting: everyone standing around my cube as we stare in deep contemplation at a Corner Bakery menu, planning what we’re going to order for lunch. the players: niqui, a sox fan C, a cubs fan E, wisely remaining silent on baseball allegiances E: look at this guy! (points to my Ozzie rookie card, now […]
i have grown fond of the opening and closing bell ringings on CNBC. it’s a bunch of grown people standing around applauding themselves. i call it the “hooray! we all came to work today!” festivities. hooray!! everyone made it to work today! and it’s a monday so it was extra hard!! hooray!!!!! ding ding ding […]
niqui loves herself some insomnia, yeah. that’s good times! am doing the regularly-scheduled-2:15-AM-wake-up thing again. v. irritating. it’s like, what, it’s not enough to not sleep, now it has to happen on a schedule? (why does my mental voice, when writing remarks like that, sound like such a yenta? oy!) in other news: started working […]
so today’s my last day of work for the university. it’s all a little scary and sad, really. i’ve worked at the university for four and a half years. so it’s a little like an entire undergraduate career… only, you know, with less debt incurred by the end of it. anyways. sad. quitting sucks. even […]
