feeling old

C. left again on a business trip. He finally applied for a TN at airport, and was admitted entrance to USA with it. He took a cab to the airport at around 5am. I'm still at his place. In about 1 hour, I have to boot myself out. From 4pm onward I can't leave the car on the street.

This morning, I had coffee that was too strong, ate quiche (that I made) that was too full of fat, and played Grand Theft Auto, all the while feeling old and unloved and lonely. My nerves at some point started to burn like an electrical circuit gone mad. I had to turn off all forms of stimulation and crawl back into bed. On the bed was The Laptop. I saw that C. had tried to call me several times using skype, so of course I called him back right away. On skype, he told me about the TN and at some point said “How are you”, but the “How are you” was directed at someone who was over there, not for my benefit. All week has revolved around him, his job, him worrying, him wanting to crawl under a rock, him procrastinating the preparation of presentations, and him finally preparing the presentations he has to give in Florida for Extjs. He lost one day's work on Friday. How hard is it to press CTRL-S. His version of it: “I lost a day's work due to misunderstanding Open Office auto-save function”. Open Office does auto-save, but when C. shut down his laptop late at night he was probably prompted to save his file but clicked 'no'. Auto-saved file was deleted as a result. This was most likely what happened. Of course, he spent most of the next day installing and running sophisticated software that looks for deleted files on the hard drive, the kind of software used by the police to find child pornography on a pedophile's computer. I spent the long week-end learning Ruby on Rails, sitting besides C., loving C.... I resumed the long process of teaching myself Ruby on Rails. Using different tools: Simply Rails (book), Learning Rails (book) and some guides on rubyonrails.org (excellent up-to-date online guides). It's all in all good for the soul indeed.