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Tuesday, December 07, 2010

distant

yesterday:

i dressed warm yesterday, as it was cool outside. and i *like* my dressing warm clothes. i was immediately identified as a snowboarder when i walked in to class :P

the bus driver had a violent foot yesterday - he even caught me by surprise at one stage and i crashed into a fellow passenger :$

the first class was confusing. we'd all read the wrong amount and the lecturer was jumping all over the material... i'd agreed to sign the register for someone else, and that turned a bit unpleasant as there was a queue behind me at the end of the class and i didn't want to tell them what i was doing. the stress was making it difficult for me to remember his id number :S

one of the arab girls in our class asked me for some help - i sat with her for ten minutes, explaining to her that there is no contradiction between neo-platonism and aristotle's ideas when discussing art (i don't believe there's any contradiction in any of their teachings). she got up once her paper was looking cohesive, expressing the hope that she'd have it all done within the two days we had left...

TWO DAYS?!?!? how the hell did i get confused with the week, and think i had another weekend to work on it?! oh, boy :(

i wolfed down my usual noodles, stopped by the secretariat to discuss anime evenings (she had a good idea for me), grabbed a cup of coffee and began pulling out quotes for my paper. [and close my eyes for five minutes... and engage the super-shy girl in our class with the totalwaste method for quitting smoking]

two coffees and an exam review later - we've explained to him that last week's was petty and tough, but i don't think we made his heart bleed for us. at least we've returned to our comfort zone by deriding hawthorne - there's less stress now that we've only got a twenty-page paper left to write.

a few of us had a quick anime meeting to sort out where everyone stands and who's participating, then a cute girl i'd never noticed before came up to me to ask where our next class was. we were up and down for a few minutes until we discovered that it had been cancelled :/

work:
finding a standard form nda for israeli law to protect my interests when i don't know enough about the technicalities is annoying.

i spent the evening closing one last, ultra-important java/xml point, then was pleased to discover that now that i've invested in our procedures and infrastructure, the actual change that was assigned to me a couple of weeks ago took no more than a few minutes to implement. i simply cannot fathom why people (like my predecessor) make their lives so complicated with laziness. it's not just missing the point, it's working against one's own laziness. never a good idea!

so we no longer have to perform internal context switching (thank you, tortoise) or worry about backups. i was almost missing clearcase, but now i really don't. have i ever mentioned how much i despise rational software?

i got up from my desk at one point, asking the guys in the office "does anyone not like pj harvey?" [or this one]
"i don't know him...", said the other dev dude. the guy next to him started giggling, and i shook my head. intervention time :)

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on my way home, i stood next to the bus stop with good rock playing while i continued to read on my iphone. as the bus arrived i heard the guy next to me say something - i thought he was asking me a question, so i removed my headphones and looked at him.

he was looking at me.
i looked at him.
he continued looking at me, and i sensed aggression.

i tried being polite: "did you ask me something?"
"i wasn't talking to you," he spat back. then he shoulder me aside (completely unnecessarily) to go stand next to the driver. he almost pushed me again when he walked away.

i - don't - get - the - unnecessary - anger. why can't we all just get along?

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i didn't get much done once home, although what i did do was done while consuming far too much candy and chocolate for my own good. things between me and pg got a bit weird. i hope it's nothing serious. probably just my imagination.

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today:

i've spent a few hours putting together my paper, organizing a room for the next anime meet (whoo-hoo! we have a room with a projector!), sorting out a little confusion with the contract i'm supposed to sign, wondering what the deal with facebook's new profile page is (why can't i report on what i'm currently studying? and where's my status gone?), and listening to good 80's music.

i should be off to work soon... dammit, i still haven't finished my first draft :S

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