11:00 – Today is a beautiful spring day. I got to spend about 15 minutes outside at lunch, basically walking to and from work. It had better not rain this weekend, or I’m going to go out of my mind.

I got Dan to set up permissions on the Scripts directory at billdugan.com, so I’m starting to get back into working in Perl. My ultimate goal will be to have this log set up as an online form so i can enter text and have it read out of a text file on the server. Then I’ll work on database stuff, after I’ve mastered getting it in and out of a simple text file, and formatting the page the way I want it. With the condition of my office, and the brutal realization that A. I’ll never be able to get a static IP for my NT box at the house via DSL for less than $40/mo, and B. it’ll take me another three months to get the basement/house wiring/server closet finished at this snail’s pace, I’d rather have the scripting access set up on the server to work from either at home or at work.

I started reading a $30 ‘Learning Perl’ book I got at the now dying Bibelot down in Canton; somehow I’m ready to get back into this stuff. I feel like my mind is opening up with possibilities and it’s soaking up information like a sponge. It’s an exciting feeling.

I need to find the Visual Quickstart Guide to CGI I bought two years ago- that was the book that seemed to work the best for me.

Teller the cat, after making a slow recovery from some eye booger problem, turned up lame yesterday. He’s not using his left front paw too much, and last night was remarkably laid back- more so than usual. I figure he must have sprained it jumping off the tower of crap in the living room yesterday.

3:55 – Today is almost blindingly dull. If I don’t stop working on this site soon, and get back to designing, I’m going to lose my damn mind. The Flash stuff is over for the time being, and the client keeps postponing the meeting. The only bright spot has been finding the old Perl scripts and playing with JavaScript a little bit. My back hurts and my eyes are tired. God, do I sound like a whiny bitch.

4:55 – Not much better. I want to go home.