Get out of my head.

Work: meshuggah.

Dreams: messed up, two nights running. Tuesday night was seeing Evil Sister's kids and waking up crying; it's notable that their age in the dream was their age when I last saw them.

Last night was that I was writing code for a weapons system. The PM said, "Congratulations! You'll really make a difference in people's lives…by ending them."
"That's the most fucked-up thing a PM has ever said to me," I replied. "Hilarious, but fucked up."

Too much work, too much news.

To know my data is to know me.

My three most commonly used tags, in descending order: Wendling, trans, dating. Yeah, that's pretty much my life.