This can usually be found on Twitter.
Quote of the day is way over on Slashdot. Sums up the programmer's problem pretty well, I think.
NaNoWriMo is about to start - check out my pretty new NaNoBadge on the left. Will I start writing tonight? Lord, I hope not.
Just got MP3 ringtones working on my phone. It was oddly hard to do. Moving some more songs on, which might lead to Great Pain or Great Pleasure. It's nice to actually use the darn thing again somemore.
Something (this is here strictly for future reference, so no, I'm not 'splaining it) happened yesterday, which put what happened just after the Ides of March, 2000, into context, just a little, and it wasn't half as bad as it might have been supposed to be - I mean, I never really thought it'd be bad at all, but, well, I wondered how I'd react, and, err, now I know. Not too badly, it turns out. Very nice.
Anything else? No. NaNoWriMo starts 'tomorrow' - which in my case means three hours from now. Rivka will be starting a whole day later =). Good stuff.
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I like how some things are getting much more predictable. I knew - to within a couple of hours, mind - exactly when I was going to wake up; I had to reboot three or four times to get my audio card working, but I knew I'd be listening to "Tangled Up In Blue" before I went to sleep. In other ways, some parts of my life are getting nice and boring and /ordinary/. This sounds to be a nice thing - less things to think about, worry about, that sort of thing.
There was a very nice rain shower today, as well as a little bit more than a drizzle yesterday.
I want to do something like the Hitch-hiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Why? Because I really don't know about any suitable replacements, and I love H2G2, more for the feel than any single thing else. Okay, it's probably because I'm not well read enough, but I literally don't know any other book with that "the universe is a horrible, selfish, boring place where nothing you do matters - and that's /oh-kay/. Pull up a stool, order a drink, and chat up the strange creature with too many tentacles on your right. You don't know what's going to happen next, but it doesn't matter, and what with the end of Earth seconds away and all that, it matters even less, so drink up, spin down, and try to enjoy the few painful unsettling unhappy minutes you have left". Or something.
I can't wait to get started on my NaNoNovel, but I am scared it's going to be a total washout. Ah well, can't possibly be worse than "One Night Later".
It was 12:43am the very early morning of October 22, 2006, when I started writing this post. How cool is that?
I'm going to try writing this crap, just because. Which, really, is as good a cause as any, I guess. I'm also copying my White Album CD onto this computer. I wish I had my Simon and Garfunkel.
I'm starting to care so *much* about so much which is so incredibly banal. I love this. I'm so happy I could cry. And I've got friends who'd hate that.
Gross exaggeration, but what the hey. I'm horribly happy, and I'm horribly scared it's going to come crashing down all around me (it usually does), and I'm completely frightened of what's going to come next. That's why I need something like the Guide: it reminds me that however completely horribly bad things get, it's just a question of worming your way out of it. And that's not always quite as impossible as it seems.
I hope I can get around to cleaning up my room sometime this somewhat long weekend. And go out shopping for trousers. And just get paperwork and stuff in order somewhat.
I also love the song "Melbourne" by the Whitlams.
In love, with this girl
and with her town as well
Walking 'round the rainy city
What a pity
There's things to do at home
Things to do at home
It's just such completely a part of it all to fall in love with a girl and her town as well - while being such a completely romantic concept.
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(From a while back, I know) Weird and Wonderful World by the one-and-only Popagandhi, really rings true for me. My favourite paragraph goes:
And in the age of budget travel, a blogger raised in Rajasthan ends up working in Singapore, going off to Japan, China, Cambodia on weekends, and returning time and time again to China because he has a great affinity for that country. While another blogger, who calls this place her home and is of Chinese descent, goes off to Southeast Asia on weekends and term breaks, and returns again and again to India because of my great affinity for the subcontinent.
In my life too, everybody's moving; and it's nice to think they're all finding their ways back to the places that make them happy. It's a delicious thought to wrap your mind around, I think.
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“It’s easy to find undergraduates to participate, but with the guys nothing makes sense because they all eat like animals,” [Prof. Brian Wansink] said.
You ought to read the original article, though. Fascinating stuff.
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Busy day yesterday. Nalini invited us all over for lunch for Diwali, and later went out with Gerard, Ifty and Leonard to watch the Prestige, and hang out and chat late into the night ("late into the night", btw, has changed from "hanging out until the wee hours of the morning" to the much more comfortable "until 2am or so". We're all getting old, it seems. Sighs)
The movie, as an aside, was interesting, if a bit smoke-and-mirrors. Michael Caine was fantastic (all the acting was pretty good, I thought) and the unexpected introduction of 19th Century science fiction made it that much more fun for me. Nice twists, too. Nothing to rant and rave about, though.
Spent a lot of time chatting about movies and futures and stuff. It's interesting how chats work with the four of us, the topics keep shifting from things any three of us are interested in, to other things any three of us are interested in.
Feeling tired and exhausted and pointless right about now. Also this irritating, forboding feeling of things not going quite right in the near future. Will keep you updated.
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I suppose I might as well blog now, before life returns to the tedium of life as I've somehow gotten used to lately. It's been quite a week, not so much in an 'eye-opening' sort of way (although there's been some of that, too, but that's part of the whole what-to-do-in-life thing, which is a tougher nut to crack altogether), but more in a general I've-got-to-admit-it's-getting-better kind of way. Sorry if I'm not particularly understandable tonight; I'm dead sleepy. I am. But in a good way.
She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess,
But I used a little too much force.
Oh, and I've suddenly fallen hopelessly in love with The Whitlams' cover of Bob Dylan's Tangled Up In Blue. That's the lyrics interspesed in this blog post. My life sometimes plays along to the music in my head, and that's the music in my head right now.
I heard her say over my shoulder,
"We'll meet again someday on the avenue,"
Tangled up in blue.
In the last week, we managed to get the website up, roughly in time; TaxonDNA has been bumped up to 1.0, despite some issues with SequenceMatrix, and I've managed to overall (I think?) make up about half an hour or something on my timesheet. Which is nice. I'll probably be going back to lab tomorrow. Although I don't know, maybe I won't unless I can't come up with anything better to do. Or, hey, you know, maybe I will anyway - it'll be interesting, what with the last visit there and all.
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me, "Don't I know your name?"
I muttered somethin' underneath my breath,
She studied the lines on my face.
But more important, I've been having interesting chats all over the place - over lunch, dinner and the internet; with friends and people I barely know, and about everything from heartbreak to plants to political maneuverings. And I've been thinking lots of my novel for NaNoWriMo, and it's slowly going from "corny" to "interesting" (where interesting is defined as something "I might like to read"). Can't wait for it to start - although I guess that's just an excuse, of course I could be writing something else or something. Sigh.
But me, I'm still on the road Headin' for another joint We always did feel the same, We just saw it from a different point of view, Tangled up in blue.
No, we didn't. But I'm happy now, and that's what matters.
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Today was actually a really great day: work was nice and busy, had interesting conversations afterwards. Called home, which seemed slightly somewhat worrisome, I don't know why. Just before that was one of the more interesting - and well sculpted - House episodes I've seen yet. I mean it when I say well sculpted - the scripting itself was kind of sorry, a bit too thunk-thunk here's-today's-message-up-the-side-of-your-face, not half as subtle as it could be; but the good acting saved things somewhat, and the script did keep you on the edge of your seat from start to finish.
A nice day, if it ended a little oddly, and ... I dunno.
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So I was walking in to lab (horribly late, and feeling pretty crap b'cause of it) when I see this girl up ahead playing with a little coconut-husk/ball thing. She kicks it around for a bit, first one way across the road, then back to the other side of the road, while the one other girl walking anywhere near looks at it. The other girl crosses the road as well, and just as she comes up level to the first girl, the first girl kicks the coconut husk straight in between the legs of the second girl. The second girl doesn't skip a stride and continues walking up to the staircase to LT32, while the first just runs on past and kicks the ball some more before abandoning it to the side of the road, and walking up to the car park on the road itself.
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Sigh. Just can't shut meself up, eh? And look at the time. Double, triple, and quadriple sighs.
My right brain's come alive recently, which is nice. Well, not alive, per se. Something like "what would be alive if I was much of a right brain person" is what I mean, really. It comes from listening to John Lennon interviews last week, watching some nice TV shows, reading some interesting books (including Don Q.!), and listening to some fantastic podcasts.
And you can't really beat the timing, can you, what with it being October the Third and all that, can you? Okay, it'd sound much nice and much more dramatic if it was October the First, but oh well, can't please everybody. Yes, that means it's less than a month to WriMo. Sigh, sigh, sigh. But good sighs this time =)
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No more Dogs (you might need Bugmenot's help to get in there, and I'm not sure if it's worth it ...), creating shared experiences, and cities or suburbs (or ...) (not for myself, obviously, but I've got four nieces running around at present and it's interesting for me to think of where they're growing up.
Today's "House" was good, "Grey's Anatomy" (usually poo-poohed by me) had one hell of an ending, but "Ultimate Fighter" was sort of disappointing. Sigh. Nice day, anyway. Let's see how it goes.
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Mostly because I'm fascinated by coincidences.
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“Have you ever been tempted?” she asks, staring at you with large, intent, brown eyes, a shade darker than the streaks of colour in her hair, shoulder length with wispy bangs. You can’t help but notice how young she looks for her age. Her skin is milky white, smooth and shiny.
From Tan Kok Seng. Hmmm. On the other hand, I guess he's atleast writing. Like they say, critics are those who can't do, telling people who can, or something like that. You know what I mean.
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Ouch, I think.
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They recompile their kernel. Sigh. Still, I'm up to 2.6.18, and having turned on some 'external' options seem to be helping. There's also a whole ton of Debian upgrades to download, so that's what I'm doing now.
Nothing good on tele, so I'll probably head to bed, and hope for a better day tomorrow. I went to school today, and work out a bunch of the website stuff, and it's coming along quite nice :). Good have worked some more, but I ran out of time.
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Then again, sitting in various plane collecting 2,000,000 frequent flyer miles can't be all fun ... unless he was travelling in business class ...
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"A beach house," he said, "doesn't even have to be on the beach. Though the best ones are. We all like to congregate," he went on, "at boundary conditions". "Really?" said Arthur. "Where land meets water. Where earth meets air. Where body meets mind. Where space meets time. We like to be on one side, and look at the other."