I am (sometimes)

It seems that I had posted too soon. My partners sucked ass. Brian for databases said he had everything finished, but never posted it. Not only that, but his old code was buggy. Valentina and I had to try to fix it. We got most of it, we think, though for some reason one of my commands wouldn't work while in code, but would work otherwise. It was the exact same code! So we'll see how that goes, and take Brain to court for it.

Brian in Computer Organization was a bit better. He at least tried. Though he couldn't seem to manage to get simple counters going to print out info about our code despite stubs and examples being there. So, I ended up feeling like had had done most of the work (which I really think I had).

The lesson here - don't rely on people. Because I tried to, I didn't do the work beforehand, and I lost my evening. I was planning on socializing with the Redmond crowd. But nooooo.

Well, at least I got to play Call of Duty with Zach for a bit. I think it's because I'm so bloddy pissed off. And this time I didn't suck ass! Yay!

"When you kill one, it is a tragedy; when you kill ten million, it is a statistic." - Joseph Stalin

Now, winter here in Seattle seems to have ended about five weeks ago, so I don't know why winter classes are just ending now, but they are. I finished my last class this quarter today, and boy was it good. Granted, I still have three finals to take, and two projects due at midnight tonight... but I'm finding it increasingly difficult to care. See, I got to do something last night I've never done before. Last Wednesday, and this Wednesday, I spent a good six or seven hours in the lab working on my hw for CSE 378. That was a long time, I hadn't had to do that before either, so it was a bit of a surprise to have to do it twice for one assignment. However, the icing was yet to come. Yesturday I didn't have my phyiscs lab, since it was the last week of the quarter, which is devoted to make-up labs. This means my normal time of getting out of class around 5.30-6.00 was reduced to 3.30. This was wonderful. Now I could finally relax. Fat chance. I went to the labs to work on CSE 378. I had made significant (or so I thought) progress on Wednesday, and didn't think the rest would take me a very long time. But it did. I didn't leave the lab, save to grab free pizza, a soda, and a quick bathroom break for thirteen and a half hours. I don't know about you, but after already spending fifteen hours or so an a hw assignment, I expect it to be done, especially if the final draft of the assignment wasn't posted until a week before. But no. I didn't leave the labs until 5 am the next morning. There were still a few other people there - not too many, but still way too many for 5 am. So for 378 my partner and I managed to get to a point where we could do the write-up (which apparently is all we have to turn in! Ahhh!). It won't be the best program we ever wrote, but at least the project is done.

CSE 444 (databases) is another matter. Here it is reported to be all ready, but one of my partners hasn't given his part to the rest of us, so I have no idea if it works or not. I can only hope that his new changes don't break it, and that he remembers to keep my changes. Sigh. How retarded.

On the better side of Computer Science, I was looking back at some of the programs I had written in high school, I was so proud of them. They're still pretty good for the console with ascii as our only output device. Heh, they're amusing too. The chess program Chad and I made is cool. It opens with a bunch of smily faces shooting out of a little smily-generator, only to get squished by falling blocks. Their blood forms the letters for the welcome screen. Totally bad-ass. We also show little bibliographies for each of the pieces. We thought it was a bit inhumane how coldly we normally killed people - so you get to feel guilty now.


Awesome. Just went out with my roommates to see Ryan's shorts. Ryan is Adam and Laura's former roommate. The shorts were pretty cool. He showed three shorts, which got progresively better. Apparently Billy did all the music for them. Pretty cool, if you ask me.

For those of you who don't read Fuzzy's blog, you need to. Here's his funniest post yet.

"I want more life, fucker." - Roy, Blade Runner

Hey guys. I've not posted in a while, so here's my newest update.

My other database partener finally reapeared, so he's working on the project again. This is much appreciated, as I didn't want to spend my whole weekend doing it all. My partner in my computer organization class and I had a breathrough yesturday - we had an odd little bug that never seemed to come up, then my prof emailed us a program which managed to have the bug on the first line. A very random and fortunate event. So that project is going better.

I had several odd dreams this week. The first one, on Monday night, took place in Berkeley. I was with this guy who looked a lot like my dad, but wasn't. We seemed to be old buddies of sort, until he told me that he was on falling on hard times and had to rob the church. I spent some time trying to talk him out of it, but he would not be detered. When we were in the church, he almost pulled a gun on me, so I shouted out, "what are you going to do? shoot me and rob the church?" Apparently that's exactly what he was going to do. I woke up soon after. I think there is a very clear lesson from this: don't peal bananas with shotguns.

Tuesday night, Chad and I were at Campus By The Sea, which is a church camp my family and I used to go to every other year or so. There was some camp counselor there I had had in a 5th grade camp I went to a long time ago named cheese-something. Anyway, Chad and I were having fun doing some sort of hunting thing. Though I spent the majority of the time wondering why Chad would be at a Christian camp, when he is not.

Wednesday night was by far the most fun dream. It started out with me, Jack, and Sam, and someone else who was either Teal'c or Daniel, don't remember who (yes, those are all Stargate characters). We were in a huge kitchen-type room. Think of the kitchen scene in Jurassic Park, but much bigger, and really long. We were trying to hold this room against some enemy - or maybe just not get caught or something. Anyway, in come these three guys - a borg drone flanked by two kingons. That is an odd alliance. They were talking about finding us, while I was hiding on the flood behind a table and cabinets. Then the wall gets blown down and this huge, towering guy walks through the hole in the wall. He appears to be an assimilated kingon, but when he starts talking, he's acting like a goa'uld. And his eyes did that glowy thing goa'ulds like to do. Somehow we managed to get away without being goa'uld-ed/assimilated. As we were running away, my Zat gun's handle started getting longer and unweildy - it got quite snake-like. I tried getting it under control, but ended up having to stuff it up my shirt so I could walk out of Costco past the people who always check your reciept.

I was very confused with that last dream. It was kinda cool to have Stargate mix with Star Trek, but the whole Costco thing was just weird.

Anyway, those dreams are about the most exciting things that have happened to me lately. Oh, I found out I didn't get magically better at pool for no reason, and that I'm not good at darts.

Oh, also, I've found myself loving lots of new music lately. This is much more music than I'm used to adding at one time. The new bands which start with "The" are: The Coral, The French Kicks, The Libertines, The Postal Service, The Shins, The Unicorns, and The Walkmen. I'm also adding a few other non-"The" bands: Calla, Franz Ferdinand, Modest Mouse, new Queens of the Stone Age album, Thirteen Senses, and Unwritten Law. Lots of music!

"You exactly told me it was a magical goodies creator!" - Captain Murphy, Sealab 2021 (12) - Policy, to Sparks on what a credit card is