tales from an ordinary world
1999-06-24
Droo brought me back a Palm V from his JavaOne excursion. It's very pretty, and now I can finally join in with all the PalmSex games (you know, where you use the InfraRed stuff to beam things to each other) that everybody else was getting up to while I sat there all alone with my old Palm Pro...My Nokia 6110 does InfraRed too, but it's only a half-arsed implementation, and so my Palm V can't talk to it, or vice-versa. I can, however, get the phone to print a phone number (one at a time, it seems) to an IR-capable printer, which means I get a single blank page with one name and phone number up in the top left corner. And it's in boring old Courier, for god's sake. How silly.
I kinda helped Ana move stuff back to her parent's place yesterday. She's going. To Amsterdam. For up to 3 years (at least, I suppose). Maybe in some other lifetime I'd have thrown it all away, asked her to marry me, followed her there, or whatever. But I dunno. It just doesn't seem like the Right Thing To Do. She's a great friend, I care for her very much, and I'll miss her a lot when she goes. It's a shame things didn't quite work out in the end when we were Going OutTM, but that's life I guess. It's much better that we're still good friends...
