. . . . in which i am on a cruise, working remotely trying to fix a bug before it gets to production . . . i am anxious to avoid its paging katya, who i think is also onboard . . . matt is also there and we talk philosophically about the design of things, he seems stuck in that phase however while i think i have a simple solution . . . the problematic part is a top-level queue constant that has been clobbered in an upgrade . . . richard is sitting across from me and seems annoyed that i am distracted with work and wasting his time . . . i go back to my room to change into something more flamboyant, maybe leopard print, while still trying to get the code to completion . . . when i come back out i am surprised to find that richard has organized a suprise party for me, and there are hundreds of people seeming to cheer me on, but i don’t know a single one of them . . . i assume they are all old flames of his, mostly older white women . . . .
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