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I'm a bundle of prickles and blues and complaints.

But i'm trying to let go of some of those bits this evening.

Prickle: my colleague is doing a bike for a cure project. His wife is dying of cancer. I don't know how they manage. They do more with their two kids than i can imagine ("Let's pick half a ton of grapes and make jam!" "Let's have chickens." "Let's make olive oil from urban trees!"). Anyhow, there's the fundraising page, with other colleagues' donations. I don't want to donate. I feel pressured. I like him and his family, feel horror at the thought of the loss that must hang over them, but i don't want to donate. Damnit. Prickle! i say Cactus Prickles!

Something nice: the fuzz on the bottle brush buds, backlit by the westering sun.

Another something nice: Mail Act On, a plugin for the mac mail client that allows filing email with keystroke shortcuts, now works with Snow Leopard (the latest Mac OS). And my testing of Quicksilver on my work machine was also promising. I may upgrade, finally.

Growl: the Minnow had a large fraction of women in technical management roles. I was reminded today of just how different the leadership is at the Whale, while knowing the Whale is "good," and has more statistically balanced staff than other places. Ugh, the Minnow spoiled me. And i got so tired in grad school.

Mildly amusing: email to my blog address requesting i review some software begins with

Our CEO "J-- W--" has asked me to email you, to kindly request a review of our new ... Software.

What does it mean to put your CEO's name in scare quotes?

Delightful: gurdonark has a new stop motion animated featurette: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w4htoAqT5mk&feature=player_embedded

Stupidly blue: I suck at my job. I suck at performing at the level i think i should.

Too attached to be compassionate: one person i've been involved with lately is depressed and things are falling apart in her life. Literally, when i walk around the outside of her home, figuratively when i think of her cat's health. I know that it's not my job to rescue (despite the little firings of "i should" thoughts that backfire into "omg, i can't handle that" thoughts). Accompaniment, like the couple i knew who went to Colombia and were accompanying the peace community there, is the answer. Being with. And i find i fear my own falling apart.

Adorable: Greycie Lou, curled up then sprawling in my lap as i watch _Legend of the Seeker_, in Christine's lap as we watch Nova. Edward sprawled across the bed with his head on a pillow. Emlet in repose on the bench by the door.

Yay: i walked at work, did squats before getting in bed, and managed to avoid buying junkfood at work. I did have candy after dinner though.