I've told you, right, about the fact that I never used to remember my dreams, but ever since I've stopped taking certain medications, my dreams are pretty vivid? Yeah, I have too, even if you don't remember. Anyway, I had a dream last night. It was a working dream, kind of. Instead of building financial software, though, I was building personal software, a kind of software tracking and analyzing one's interpersonal relationships.
Specifically, I was building the System Parameters Report, which looked exactly like the one in the software we produce at my office, only instead of printing out things like charts of accounts and insurance rate tables, it would print out current moods, etc.
Imagine! You'd enter information about a specific person, and their relationship to you, and particulars about personality, and then the software would somehow (haven't quite worked out the details on this part yet, BUT I WILL, I ASSURE YOU) form some kind of psychic or psychological bond that takes causal aspects of life into account and can print you out an accurate assessment of a person's state of mind at any given moment. The level of intimacy between two people will determine the parameters available for calculation; that is to say that information available to you as someone's lover is more detailed and comprehensive than the information available to you as someone's coworker. (And this is all to the good because I don't think all that many of us really want to know how our bosses' sex lives, or our parents', are going.)
Even given my own fetish for privacy, I was so taken by this idea when I woke up that I had to mock up a sample form to print this report:

Don't you wish we had one of these? I know there's a market for it, and as soon as I hammer out all the details, I will be a rich woman, even if I give you guys complimentary copies, which I totally will.
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Also, Thursday at lunch I found and purchased a pair of pink low-top sneakers that look like Converse but are not, thus raising the number of pairs of pink shoes under my aegis to a whopping TWO. I am wearing my new sneakers today, and if I could wear them to work tonight, I would. I did not think that it would be possible to feel glamorous while wearing a pair of jeans, a t-shirt and sneakers. I was wrong.
In related matters, I will be applying to library school next week as part of my ongoing effort to model my life as closely as possible on that of
21stcenturysei. Watch this space for details!
Specifically, I was building the System Parameters Report, which looked exactly like the one in the software we produce at my office, only instead of printing out things like charts of accounts and insurance rate tables, it would print out current moods, etc.
Imagine! You'd enter information about a specific person, and their relationship to you, and particulars about personality, and then the software would somehow (haven't quite worked out the details on this part yet, BUT I WILL, I ASSURE YOU) form some kind of psychic or psychological bond that takes causal aspects of life into account and can print you out an accurate assessment of a person's state of mind at any given moment. The level of intimacy between two people will determine the parameters available for calculation; that is to say that information available to you as someone's lover is more detailed and comprehensive than the information available to you as someone's coworker. (And this is all to the good because I don't think all that many of us really want to know how our bosses' sex lives, or our parents', are going.)
Even given my own fetish for privacy, I was so taken by this idea when I woke up that I had to mock up a sample form to print this report:
Don't you wish we had one of these? I know there's a market for it, and as soon as I hammer out all the details, I will be a rich woman, even if I give you guys complimentary copies, which I totally will.
:::
Also, Thursday at lunch I found and purchased a pair of pink low-top sneakers that look like Converse but are not, thus raising the number of pairs of pink shoes under my aegis to a whopping TWO. I am wearing my new sneakers today, and if I could wear them to work tonight, I would. I did not think that it would be possible to feel glamorous while wearing a pair of jeans, a t-shirt and sneakers. I was wrong.
In related matters, I will be applying to library school next week as part of my ongoing effort to model my life as closely as possible on that of
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