Boy, am I tired! We moved all of our stuff into our new three bedroom apartment in Potrero Hill. One difference is that last time we moved, we didn't have any space to move around in our tiny place. This time there's still lots of room, even though we haven't unpacked our boxes.

Sara and I are moving in a couple weeks -- to a three bedroom apartment in the Potrero Hill neighborhood of San Francisco. It's closer to Caltrain and there will be enough room for children. I should get packing but I'm kind of exhausted.

I'm really glad I don't have to work on Monday. I need some R & R.

Today I posted to a Usenet newsgroup for the first time in over ten years. Actually, all of the postings I ever did before were in, like, a five day period right after I first had Internet access in the summer of 1993. For some reason, I sort of forgot about newsgroups for a while.

I have a rather unusual name. Or, rather, an unusual combination of names. I suspect that I'm the only "John Markos O'Neill" in the world. This means that when I Google myself, it's all about me.

Well, at least I'm doing that right. One of the things that makes me hopeful is my continuing ability to get to Muddy's every morning promptly at 8 AM. I've decided that it's really important to have that regular morning activity. I feel much more "employed" when I have some place to be in the morning. And I've been doing it -- okay, occasionally I haven't gotten here till 8:15 or so but most of the time I show up *before* 8.

Ahh . . . now really, I should write in my journal more often. Okay -- nothing to see here, nothing really to write about. Sara and I drove to Portland, Oregon for Thanksgiving with my Aunt Barbara and my sister and her family (Amy, James, and their three year old daughter Selma). Barbara has a lifelike stuffed dog, which was quite a hit this weekend. It stares out the window or around a corner.

So my car's all set up for driving, commuting, et cetera. I haven't driven much in the past few months and I'm fairly ambivalent about driving and cars. In fact, I would say I'm pretty negative about driving cars, except that I own one.

Today I compiled the kernel on my own machine for the first (but not the last) time.