Angst In My Pangst

Yesterday was a bad, bad, bad day. Big-time cold. Pop-a-grenade-in-your-teeth-and-chew headache. A steadily approaching build release date. Everytime I tried to sleep, (emphasis on “try to”, I would see pschedelic colours everytime I closed my eyes.) there would be a phone-call from the office, saying “This is not working”, or “When are you coming in?”. Aiyyo! Am on sick-leave, forgoshsakes!

Got back to the office today, coughing and moaning. ( OK, am not feeling that bad now, but garnering sympathy helps. :-) Checked out the stuff that had gone wrong. Tchah! All moronic stuff. I had made a template change of a time-out value from milliseconds to minutes, and the appropriate code changes to go with it. Unfortunately, the default values in the config-file were still set to 120000. Which got multiplied by 60000 in the code, when initialised. Which returned a negative value. Which led to an IllegalArgumentException. My fault, yeah, definitely. I had made the value changes inside my template, but had checked in a different file. Gah! Double Gah! And a resounding Tchah!

There was a sale on in Crossword, Lifestyle on Wednesday. And an incredibly dumb sale, IMHO. They were selling Tolkien, Pratchett, Arthur C Clarke, Asimov books for 60 rupees each. Including the Hobbit graphic novel, illustrated by David Wenzel. Loads of Simpsons Trade Paperback collections ( the Bongo comics issues). The Hitchhikers’ Guide To The Galaxy comicbook. All sixty each. By some freakin’ miracle, I was in Crossword half an hour after the sale began. ( Lunchtime, and I decided to go for a routine Lifestyle tour ) A couple of quick phonecalls, and the sale was over. Well, sort of. There were still some Yoga, Feng Shui, Reiki books lying around ,also some Personality-boosting stuff, and loads of dictionaries. Hope some moronus religiosa picks them up.

Rishi is giving me a treat. Heh heh heh.

A new month. So one more trip to Best Book Stall becomes mandatory.

I am morphing into a freak. I know it. At least I am a freak with self-realization. That’s the brighter side of it. My parents keep telling me to save some money. I seriously don’t want to, not right now. As soon as I start saving, it means my life is heading towards that inevitable “Indian” future – secure, well-to-do, routine. Which is not exactly what I have in mind for myself.

Best laid plans, huh?

There is, or rather, there might be, this alternate source of income I have found for myself. At least, I hope it turns out that way. Fingers crossed.