flexagon | An uncertain victory

So have I or haven't I defeated Gridlock? I was still stuck on 39 when I went home... HLM was stuck on 40 and I solved it rather absentmindedly while listening to him mutter about how easy it would be for him to write a program to solve it. Then I came back here this morning and solved 39, but now I can't get 40 despite the sketch I made of my own just-before-winning configuration. Hmmmmm. Work is going more clearly forware: the new recursive function I wrote last night works. I don't get to write much algorithm-y code so that makes me extra happy.

Don't have much time today, as the company is going en masse to see The Matrix this afternoon (and then going to dinner). If not for that I'd be trying the Pilates class at my gym tonight--ah well. All this not working out is actually feeling really good... nothin' since Sunday except some upper-body weights last night. I guess my body wanted a break. :)

My dad emailed & is not sounding happy... well, nothing new there. I hate feeling manipulated though. "A friendly thought today would be appreciated". Yeah, like write back today or I will crumple into a little used ball of Kleenex and it will be your fault for being a bad ungrateful daughter. Eh, well. This is just leftover bitterness... it's been about 3 years now since we actually had a scene like that.