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The heat has been off in my house for the last 4 days, because I have been away. I can see my own breath in my bedroom. I am going to bed, and not getting up until the thaw sets in.

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  • This is an excellent argument for developing in the manner one wishes to. I don't need to support IE on my personal sites, and while I'm good enough at what I do that they're going to remain legible, the fact is that I am not going to waste hours of my life on support a product I heartily wish people would stop using.
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  • Ding! I have an OpenID (in fact, I have several, thanks to having accounts at a number of different sites that provide it, and keep meaning to set my own up so I've got control of my own ID) but I never use it, because it's as much faff as creating a username and password. If there was simply a button on my browser that I could click to say "identify me to this website", I'd use it a lot more.

The Pleasure/Space Ratio

I am currently conducting a sizeable purge of my life.

I am dividing everything I own into three piles.

1) This item is useful, or contains useful information.
2) This item is not useful, but simply owning it brings me pleasure on at least a monthly basis, and the item is not larger than quite a small breadbox.
3) This item is not useful and is not small, and should be binned.

(Definition of “useful” is not limited to the strictly practical, and includes entertainment value – books, CDs and DVDs and similar are automatically “useful” as long they’re good.)

You would be amazed at the amount of stuff I have acquired that this does not cover. In future, I shall refer to this simple series of questions when evaluating whether or not I need to own something:

“Is it useful? Is it funny? Does it cause Is it larger than a breadbox?”

Week: Over

Well, that’s a spike put in one of the shittier weeks of my life.

Themesong:

“We walk but once among the living,
So no regrets and no forgiving
Hard to dance when you’re down upon your knees”

I have a week off work, and I intend to decompress like a motherfucker. And also tidy up. And dance.