May 8, 2006. Monday.

Colors are colored by a brain which received the lights.

My sight lost colors virtually.
May, 5. 2006

I was happy in the morning. I had a hope. I didn't do I had to do and I became sick in the afternoon. I become mad too often. I lived in ash today, dreaming success like a Cinderella. At midnight I was redeemed a little. It was a long tunnel.

I checked the result of the batch module which had been ran on Saturday, and I saw it failed. It might be caused the source data and I ran the module again after the importing of the correct data from a data backup. The test costs about 24 hours by inference. I tested another module with another programer from china and we found a bug. We will order it to repair tomorrow.

I left the office at 10:30 and I wrote this diary on the train to home as usual. My new note PC helps me to update my diary everyday.

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