I was up for abour 33 hours ending at about 2:00 this morning. It was because I was up all night working on StatShow, a counterpart to StatServ2, which uses NCurses-Ruby to show various information (as of now, it shows the current time, whether (it thinks) the amp in the basement is on or off, and there is a place to show what Winamp is playing that Luke's Info Sender doesn't seem to send the title to and I'm going to look into that and maybe extend the thing to do a few other things like send OSC messages and then we'll have TOGoS's Info Sender). SBen and Fizz and I walked to Dick's yesterday and while we didn't find any pipecleaners, we did say hi to Rowley and buy liquid plumber and some fish seasoning for my rice which is nothing like the steak seasoning we had before (and still have about half a gram of) and instead smells like cinnamon/balm/a craft store. Later we watched Donnie Darko, which I thought was pretty awesome even though I couldn't really figure out what it was supposed to be all about, and I want to look that up and figure it out but I haven't gotten around to it yet.

I had a few dreams this morning, but the parts I remember were mostly just gross so I'll tell a bit about the dreams I had the last time I slept (Thursday morning, I guess) instead. In one, there was this pirate ship and the evil captain was holding people in a matrix-like universe at the bottom of the ship that was unplesant. But there was a cool hacker guy onboard that snuck behind the captain's back to let the people out, and they could then go on and create their own universes, which were limited only by available system memory and processor speed. I went to this island I had created and had been playing a Strongold-like game in. I saw some of my old, now abandoned farms that looked like rectangular colored patches of ground on a hillside. Things acted a bit like in the FarCry level editor, but instead of just jungle trees we had pines and oaks and things of that nature. And while it was all very nice I realized that this universe couldn't be as fulfilling as the real world, as it wasn't immersive enough. It had pictures and sound, but you couldn't touch and feel things or sit down and play with the grass, and it would inevitably get boring and depressing if you were stuck here for eternity.

I was following this rich guy around through a series of connected buildings. He was telling me about this idea he had to build a steel scaffolding around the earth. We came to an airport and I realized just how rich this guy was to have an entire airport (terminals, runways, jumbo jets, and everything) attached to his home. We went outside next to the building. I think we were waiting for a small jet to come pick us up. I heard a rumble and in the distance I saw the ground move, and large ripples in the ground expanded quickly and when they reached us they messed up the runways and knocked people all over. And then these evil guine pigs flew toward us and started attacking us...

In the last dream I had that night, I was at Platteville campus. On this rare occasion, it actually resembled the actual campus pretty closely. I was standing west of the library, looking south to see the PAC, the Student Center, and Otts. People were talking about these math tests that all the smartest people from our school (Memorial, that is - in this dream I was getting ready to go off to college, except we were all in P-ville) were going to take. I was really worried about the test, but then I realized that I didn't have to take it because I wasn't one of the smart people. Po-ru was going to take it and do really well. I walked over to Otts as classes were getting out. It was raining. Martin came out talking on his cell-phone. I hadn't seen Martin for a long time, so I wanted to say hi, and I walked next to him as he walked down Greenwood, in the rain, talking on his cell-phone. Eventually we came to a 2-story apartment building that seemed to be in place of Wilgus, and Martin finished his conversation and said hi to me and asked how I was doing. Then he started talking to me about a bunch of fat coaxial cables near the front door of his building, knowing that I would be interested in such things.