Our child recovered from her fever today, and returned to being lively and cheerful. She was still lively and cheerful an hour after her normal bedtime tonight, and while seeing her crawl around the bed with a big grin on her face was rewarding, I really wanted her to go to sleep.
And not try to feed off my chest. Explaining to a ten-month-old child that men don’t lactate is not an easy task.
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Today I tried an upgrade of a postgres install on Windows, which I can confidently say is something nobody ever wants to do. I don’t want to do it, and neither does anyone at Postgres, because the only documentation I can find says "you should install Linux" which is all well and good, but not when you’ve got a Windows machine you want your database to run on. I used to have problems with a database, and then I was told to install Linux, and then I’d have problems with a database, and problems with Linux.
Apparently the clean way to do it is to get a fresh machine and install postgres on that, and then, one assumes, purge the old machine with fire and hammers, but that is only an assumption, as there’s an utter paucity of documentation on this. Ah well.
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After a day that was elongated through lack of sleep, I was keen for a bit of indolence at the end; home cooked food is great, but tragically there’s always washing up to do. I was meant to be meeting people for drinks over at the Fullerton, but when that fell through at the last minute and I discovered my wife was down at Harbourfront, I rushed down as fast as the MRT would take me. Initially we planned on eating at Jamie’s Italian, because there’s nothing so Singaporean as an Italian restaurant operating under the aegis of an Englishman, but everyone else in the Lion City had the same idea as us, and we couldn’t face wandering the mall for an hour waiting for a table. And so instead we went to The Queen and Mangosteen.
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I was called across the office today to arbitrate a point of English. Somebody had received an email about a fairly monotonous task they’d been attempting, asking "did you have any joy with that?" I looked at the email. I looked back at the lady asking me about the email. I asked what was the problem.
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