The look of a music student on recording night

Wei Li, looking like a stressed music student. Or someone whose face got stuck when the wind changed. One of the two.

Photo credit: Tori, who didn’t look quite as perturbed last night.

Magical barriers

Okay, so it’s not exactly 1GB. It’s about 14MB shy. But I’ll make that usage up before tomorrow, and I wanted to post now!

I’ve cracked the 1000MB/month barrier for the first time, and it’s only the 25^th. This month has also seen a new high in unique visitors, impressions, and numbers of pages served. In fact, it’s been a record month in most, if not all, web-related respects.

Not content, though. I need to post some more to break records there!

Finale

This is the end of a movie. It’s the moment you feel as though you want to cry, but don’t, because the credits begin to roll and the lights begin to fade up and you realise you’re just sitting in a cinema, probably with friends, and any semblance of emotion is stolen away by that dull surface some meters in front of you. Life resumes, in ten minutes you have exited the theatre and probably moved on to other things.

Lest we forget. I don’t want to.

Abbreviated Human

Abbreviated Human (PDF, 157.3KB) was submitted today. The PDF uses Type 1 fonts, and is hence best viewed on paper, but Acrobat Reader does a fairly good job of rendering it nicely on screen. My recommendation to the reader is to click “View” then “Page Layout” then select “Continuous — Facing” in Acrobat Reader, if your screen is sufficiently wide.

Further, if you want to print it, the best way to do this is as a double-sided document, as the page margins alternate slightly to accomodate for this.

The work is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivs License. Whilst the license permits reproduction for non-commerical purposes, I would personally prefer this did not occur extensively. A plain HTML version may be forthcoming at some point in the future.

Comments on this post are disabled for a reason — attempts to comment elsewhere will be deleted. I’m publishing this work, not seeking feedback. That stage has passed.

I’m using the Internet here as a unidirectional medium because this work was never crafted as hypertext, never meant to be part of an inter-related web of data relationships, and has been transposed into this form incidentally. I’m sharing this work, but not wishing for extrapolation. Read what you will from it alone. I hope it is powerful and lucid enough to be appreciated as a piece of art, but I don’t wish to receive feedback on it, be that criticism or praise. The work’s purpose was never that, and I hope it achieves something greater than mere acknowledgement or a number on a sheet of paper in a few months time.

Radio silence

Until probably Wednesday evening, or thereabouts. Good night, world. Apologies for the lack of quality content lately.

Normal programming will resume shortly.