In checking over today's entries, I just noticed that I mention going to dinner, then a long digression about hypertext, then listening to Mark's Biererzählungen and attempting to retrieve digital photos from some disks, you might get the impression that the order of narrative is out of order.
But it isn't.
Each section is presented in order (more or less, sometimes I'll be writing two sections at once) that I write them during the day.
And the part about dinner was written almost 20 hours ago.
You see my schedule is rather off … I'm a night owl by nature. So my “day” often wraps around the official definition of a “day” so if you see any of these odd passages of time like this, that's why.