Loved one duly acknowledged

The night is drawing to a close and soon enough the hustle bustle of the morning would begin. I have a few more hours of quietude left before the nocturnal bird in me starts to respond to nature's demands of somnia. It is not quite the hour to start off on a book. The mind is a little too slow to pay attention to movie details either. Google seems to be the best alternative thus far, considering the loved one is attending a business conference.
Then at random I type the loved one's name and bingo appears a few promising links. The first one lands in a page which cannot be found and the second hands me out a complex pdf document. None of the terms make any sense. They seem like terms that might have made an entry in any engineer's course books, and self having broken all ties with the degree she acquired, cannot even feign comprehension. The loved one and a couple of his friends, about whom I can write a neat biography, made their appearance in the acknowledgements section. The rest of the pdf was of course abandoned, the excuse being one can't delude sleep a whole lot!