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Congratulations to Ros and Paul, who got married this last weekend. Chris sent me some pictures of the big event. I couldn't be there, since I have to wait for my visa before I'm able to travel. But lo!---not only has the application been filed, you can track it online!

Wendy's first day teaching her new class today... hurrah! I also uploaded a bunch of photos of Tate. I can't believe he's already smiling (see pics at the bottom)! What a cutie...

Turns out Wendy is:

So I did finally get round to uploading photos of the Florida trip. Probably more to come at some point, too. I also took the ever-so nerdy Which OS Are You? quiz... turns out I'm HP-UX. How fitting (or not) is for other to judge:

Been doing lots of reading, too. Recently the 9/11 Commission Report (long; interesting), The Lovely Bones (recommended), Platform (dark and compelling), Evening (moving), Prime Obsession (excellently done). I also tried to read The Kalahari Typing School For Men but gave up. Whatever the big deal about these books is, it seems to completely pass me by. Steve would like you to consider reading his insect-infested blog, which I can highly recommend now it has an RSS feed.

I'm an uncle! Congratulations to Zoe and Brian on the birth of Tate Hepworth Evans, born on Monday at 1.03pm and weighing 8lb 13.5oz. Hurrah! Mmm... what else. I've been doing a lot of reading lately: in the last few weeks there's been the Armchair Economist (interesting but conceited), The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time (very good; touching), Peace Kills (terrible; facile), The Secret Life of Bees (a good read), 9-11 (erudite; pleasing), and currently A Certain Chemistry (less funny than the author thinks it is). I also accepted a job with Ubiquity, which I'll start before very long. Californ-eye-eigh here I come...

Yay! Back safely in Denver after my brief exile in Canada.

I uploaded some pictures from Sedona, where we stayed during Road Trip '04.

Just a couple of hours to go until I head to Ottawa airport and back to Denver. I've been reading this book, which is thought-provoking if somewhat cold and conceited. But it did this evening remind me of this this great article about pricing.

Sitting in my hotel room in Ottawa, watching a Discovery Channel TV show apparently about how to turn a Mustang into a lawn mower. Based on having been in one for several days during Road Trip 04, it seems like it would be something of an upgrade. Har har. Ottawa's nice enough; seems like a cross between Heidelberg and Seattle. Some beautiful old buildings, nice river, green open spaces, European-style cafes, but very definitely North American (which makes the Queen's head on the currency seem rather incongruous). Back to Denver on Thursday.

The job-hunt continues... in the meantime, I bought a LiliPod and some of these to entertain me while I'm swimming. The LiliPod is pretty amazing. Hey Crackhead was rather amusing.

So all change here; I've moved apartments, left Qwest, and even updated my resume for the job-hunt ahead. I took this picture from my new balcony the other day.

And the cost of all the below? I got the bill yesterday... $26,760. Ouch. Perhaps I'd best go back to Vegas and try and do better this time.

So a couple of weeks ago it went kind of like this:

• Mon evening; have dinner and a persistent stomach ache. Go to bed thinking it'll go away.
• Tue 8am; wake up with the same stomach ache, but go to work anyway
• Tue 9.30am; throw up at work. Decide to come home
• Tue 10.30am; lying down at home. Ache getting worse
• Tue 11am; make an appointment with my GP for 2.30pm
• Tue 12pm; pain is severe. I wonder if I can make it until 2.30pm
• Tue 3pm; leave GP having been diagnosed with appendicitis
• Tue 4pm; arrive at hospital Emergency Room
• Tue 4.10pm; booked in for a CT scan
• Tue 4.30pm; drink three cups of "contrast". Have intravenous painkiller
• Tue 5.30pm; more painkillers
• Tue 6.30pm; more painkillers
• Tue 7.30pm; have CT scan
• Tue 8pm; scan confirms appendicitis. Looks like it's perforated
• Tue 9pm; lying on a trolley outside the Operating Room. Meet the anaesthetist
• Tue 9.30pm; wheeled into OR. Put to sleep
• Tue 11.30pm; wake up in the recovery room. Did I dream that the surgeon and anaesthetist came by to say hello? Eat a cup of ice chips
• Wed 12.15am; arrive on the ward. A devoted Wendy is waiting for me
• Wed 1am; woken up for temperature and BP check
• Wed 1.30am; woken up for temperature and BP check
• Wed 2am; woken up for temperature and BP check
• ...
• Wed 7am; woken up for temperature and BP check
• Wed 7.30am; woken up for temperature and BP check
• Wed 8am; wake up properly; very painful
• Wed 9.30am; Wendy arrives back, bless. Still very painful
• Wed 10.30am; Morphine. Mmmmmmmorphine. Mmmmmmmmm
• Wed 12pm; Mmmmmmmmm
• Wed 3pm; surgeon comes by to say hi. Discharges me
• Wed 4pm; leave the ward with flowers and a painkiller prescription
• Wed 5pm; back at home and helped onto the LoveSac by nurse Wendy

I had one of these.