Dreamt of fruitless searches for scrap paper

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Yesterday I found the artwork I want to show at the memorial reception, and
wrapped it for shipping. I went in early for a meeting with T, who is
pleased with my progress and wants to explore options for making the
semantic parser more robust next. I called the salon to see if I could get
in a haircut before we leave for Seattle, and scored one for end of day. I
did a pile of errands in the UC, sending off the art and also depositing a
check that’s been languishing for a while and also getting lunch at the
build-a-pasta place and a beverage at entropy. I spent the rest of the
afternoon releasing an old NELL dataset to the website, sending an email
blast about impending downtime to wipe and upgrade the cpu servers, and
starting a writeup of the issues I’m having with mod_wsgi in python 3 with
Django 1.11.

I bussed to sqhill, got an excellent haircut and caught up with my stylist
(she’s getting married! happy for them). Walked home, decompressed with P,
then dinner, internet and sleep. The formal academic drama with P’s student
is done for the moment, which is good; now he can focus better on the fun
part seeing his class present their excellent work to the client.