I hate to do a boring this-is-what-I-did-tonight post, but I figure the occasional one of those is better than silence from my direction.

I can't decide if I should feel distressed that one of my Wikipedia entries directly led to the creation of the Martha Stewart entry on Wikipedia.

I did a server migration, mostly from home, today. We'll find out at what cost later. Batch files did the bulk of the work, but I underestimated a few quotas when I prepped in advance a few weeks ago, and it took a few hours to straighten that out. Funny how a handful of users always eat up your time. And it's almost always the same users.

OK, I guess it's time I come out of hiding and make a confession: I've used an online dating service. And, if I found myself single and unattached again, I'd probably do it again.

After spending the weekend in bed... wait, that sounds bad. After spending the weekend burning up and feeling like my tonsils were on fire... wait, that's not much better. After spending the weekend sick, I called my doctor.

I've heard horror stories about Worldcom before, but never experienced them firsthand--to my knowledge.

When I gained consciousness Saturday morning, I was on the phone.

I was at the grocery store on Sunday with my girlfriend, Amanda, stocking up on whatever was on sale. Since I've got a pantry now, I'm gonna use it. As we went through the store, we passed a petite girl, around 5'4", with sandy blonde hair.

My mom came in and helped me move this weekend. Moving is a pain, which is why I do it as little as possible. I'm hardly a neat freak, as any of my coworkers can attest to, which makes it harder.

My friend Brad came over last night to help me move. He brought his wife, Denise, and their two kids, Faith, 4, and Luke, 2.