You ever get the feeling that things couldn't get much more confusing? You feel that your life is swirling around you, and nothing much makes sense anymore?

Geesh, when work, play and everything in-between starts turning into something that would be better off as a soap opera storyline, then you have to wonder.

On the work front, I've been setting up a point of sale solution for a beer and wine store. I've seen so many bar codes that I now actually dream about bar codes. I'm serious, one night after working on the POS all day, then doing a quick bit of Perl hacking, and topping it all up with watching an unofficial leak of a in-development episode of the new Doctor Who series, I actually dreamt that the world was written in Perl, had a bunch of bugs in it, but I needed to scan the right bar code in order to find the module that would fix it. Somehow I ended up in the TARDIS, which crashed because the Doctor was running CVS-snapshots of the time travel software... some time around this point, I should have realized I was dreaming, but some how ended up trying to enter the proper sales information for God, but couldn't find the barcode.

Oh it's fun stuff. If I was the Doctor I'd be a lot happier I think. He seems to be able to turn off his emotions. I wish I could do that. Especially really annoying ones... like having a crush on a really good friend. Damn that pisses me off, I'm trying to kick myself for even thinking thoughts like that. Especially when I know 100% that it will never be more than a friendship. I've tried explaining that to my stupid emotions, but they just won't listen to me. So now I'm going to exorcize them with my own blend of black magic. Mostly involving potions with such vile ingredients as Crown Royal, Polar Ice, Glenfiddech and Guinness. Well actually, usualy one of the aforementioned ingredients by itself. Mixing them is truly vile.

So anyway, besides blurry bar codes and annoying emotional episodes, I guess I'm doing okay.

Hot Damn, there's a first for everything ;-)