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return of the cold weather

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-eight years and a million words

Toronto, 2011.04.15

Just when it was "Spring" and the cycle lane was clogged with traffic, the cool weather has returned.

Happily, the cycling was a lot easier this morning.

One thing that's really suffered this week has been my photography. I'm in a photo challenge to take a pic every day with a single camera/lens combo. Yesterday was okay but the day before that I took only one anemic photo of the new aquarium and the day before that, due to illness; nothing. Today I left without my camera.

It's been a tough week all 'round. In addition to losing a day to a migraine, every day seemed to have something. Today I got to work and promptly spilled 1/3 of my coffee on my tie and crotch. On Tuesday and Wednesday, Kenny refused to participate in the programs that Mari's signed him up for. All of her efforts have been dashed; he won't get involved when she takes him to the venue. It's been quite frustrating and she's got to deal with not only his refusal to cooperate but the inability to get a couple of hours to herself during the week to relax. With me being stuck at work all week, I'm not of much use to her, either. To top it all off I'm architecting an audit response, overhauling a small "best-efforts" shop into a professional (read, bank-grade) software development house.

Who knew; picking up and moving to the other side of the world is a bit of a challenge.

rand()m quote

The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to such a pass that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love, and in order to occupy and distract himself without love he gives way to passions and coarse pleasures, and sinks to bestiality in his vices, all from continual lying to other men and to himself.

—Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov