Absurd amount of memory

Yesterday I baked the nut and seed bars, finished darning Monster, and finished embroidering the moon motif. Deep Roots continues well, in spite of — I don’t know if it’s the writer or the reader but the changes in POV and flashbacks are pretty disorienting. At work I finished the first pass of the log parsing script and started a thing to automatically load the correct lexicon file so we can put some names to the numeric ids. F has started a submission to ACL, and I did a pass over the section on LIA. I grabbed five minutes with T to get approval for my new desktop and acquire the appropriate charge number. Home, added some background texture to the moon embroidery, dinner, crossword, then I started watching Outlander. Costuuuuumes! Snack, sleep. I dreamt of the kind of concert where everyone in the audience also brings a guitar and plays and sings along; a dance competition; losing my jacket and finding it again; living in an apartment and having a fuse blow; something about a haunted master bedroom in a half-built house.