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My subconscious has gone into game design mode again.

So, right now my primary task at work is to get MIDI-based music and sound effects assembled for the game, which will Really Be Done by Tuesday (we hope, since that's a deadline our publisher is trying to hold us to in order to get some more Egregious Stuff added in).

So, I brought my new Oxygen8 and a copy of Logic Hit Kit in.

Hey Jason, I think you have some spyware on your computer. Every time you load my "job stuff" category page, my webhost gets hammered with hits to the archive page which list the "job stuff" page as a referrer, when there's no actual hits to said page from that page (and anyway, generating about 300 hits to the identical page in the course of 4 seconds is just a wee bit odd). You might want to run Ad-Aware or something.

Mac-using musicians might be interested to know that Apple now has a free trial available of Logic Express... fully-functional, just limited to 30 days.

After playing with it for a couple hours, I can now say that yes, I do actually want to spend money for Logic 7; previously I was just going to warez it in order to see if I liked it or not. Apple is definitely doing The Right Thing here.

So, since I've had this cold/sinus infection/bronchitis/blah stuff going on, I've lately been taking a Sudafed Nighttime before going to bed, which makes for a rather interesting experience. It's basically a sleeping pill with pseudoephedrine (which is a bit of a stimulant which I sometimes take to get high even when I don't need a decongestant).

The thing is that, well, I don't know if this is normal, but when it starts to kick in, I get hypnagogic hallucinations, only without the sleep-paralysis precursors. So it's like I'm dreaming while I'm really awake, and not just in a half-awake state.

Told in the third person.

3/9 Some minor edits, and fixed some dialog where the original speaker told me the exact words he used.

As I got on the elevator this morning, the other occupant asked me, "Which floor?"

"9," I said, noticing that she had already pressed it for herself, marking her as a Gameloft employee. "Everyone works on the 9th floor," I joked.

She laughed.

I dreamt that due to FTC intervention, the laundromat started to let people into the secret place in back where all of the missing socks/underwear/shirts/relatives/etc. went. It was a huge, serpentine conveyor belt which went on forever in all directions, slowly but deliberately carrying a six-foot-deep pile of missing laundry. I was able to find a few of my missing pairs of socks pretty quickly. Strangely, everyone could tell what was theirs, and the honor system worked pretty well.

I also found some of my underwear, but I decided it'd be better to be safe than sorry and left it behind.