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Tuesday, July 11, 2006

laundry day; thirst



you know it's going to be a rough morning when you can't lift your laundry. after sorting that out, i got my banking done. nothing less pleasant than being a smoker, and having to stand in a queue next to a man who smells like a cigarette that's been put out halfway and stored in a box. it's easy to imagine myself being that stinky. i can't wait to get my life back on track...

i spent the day "home alone" with our systems - the kid took a day off. it was horrible. i actually had to deal with things.

lunch was creepy - we ate in the mess hall, and there was GOOD food. and PLENTY. we behaved like little kids, and gorged ourselves.

one of the guys from my previous section left today for a week of guarding, and he dragged me around the base with him. he needed me to "arrange" things for him; methinks i know too many people. one of the armoury girls was trying to help us, when her commander came in - i will never understand commanders who get a kick out of making girls cry. and there was bugger-all we could do (without serving time later), and as is always the case, anything we *did* do would only make things worse for her later on, so we made ourselves scarce. crappy.

note to self: do not play volleyball before going to work. especially not when it's so hot that ice-cream doesn't make it out of the store. the first game was great, the second not-so-great, and by the end we were icky and disgusting, and wiped-out completely. so i was smelly@work, and it did bother my co-workers. me too.

i'll probably ignore that note to self anyway.

i was almost finished the primary project - ALMOST!! all i had to do was take one double column in the database, and subtract it from another. where i was supposed to get the result of 0.0006, i received 0.00059998035.

EH?! after half an hour, i gave up and decided to do it through the java code. using two primitive doubles; using two Doubles; using anything and everything i could think of. at least i wasn't the only person banging on his desk and shouting expletives over it - this drove us all nuts.

i left work annoyed. and sooooo tired. the bus home would have been uneventful, but a dead-sexy captain from my neighbourhood got out the bus with me, and i was completely conscious of the stench-waves exuding from my traitorous biological shell.



today was more "normal". i was completely wasted the whole time (and mostly dehydrated, but i never remember to take care of that), and generally uncomfortable. the kid and i began the day with a 1.5 hour meeting with our SC. that was hard to keep up with, but he forced coffee on me; i concede that that did help.

the lowlight of my day was s'belle. she seems to have finally understood that i wasn't kidding, and her response to me greeting her was not exactly friendly. in fact, she managed to make me feel really bad.

most of the day was spent milling around, or just chilling in my office. the rest of it was spent working on things. i can't for the life of me remember what i did, but i'm almost certain that i did do something.

ummm...

we went out for lunch. lukewarm chinese, that could have been good otherwise. i discovered that my TL has an incredibly weak stomache when it comes to eating and listening to me explaining really gross things. *snicker*

we have some REALLY crazy people on our base. frightening. that girl - the one who ripped my earphones out a while ago - followed the kid back to our office, and then followed us to the mess hall for "dinner". she is incredibly unpleasant company, doesn't seem to possess a sense of humour, and actually shouted at me when i hugged a girl i know: "why don't you greet me like that??".

because you're fucking scary. go away.

thank the lord for sms'es: you don't have to get a response. a short while ago i decided to lose the ego, and sent s'belle an sms that read: "you really don't need to respond; i just want to apologize for being such an asshole." i really was nasty to her.

work tonight: spot found the solution to the double problem from last night - there is no decent binary storage for floating point numbers. we got around it using strings, and the BigDecimal class. so that's what that's good for!

so i finally finished that part, and then performed a minor conversion and arrived at the following:

after months of labour, and sweat, and anger, and frustration, and hate, and loathing, and confusion, and hopelessness: my primary application is COMPLETE. it works, it works well, it solves more problems than it was intended for (i was just asked to modify it for something new, and i didn't need to touch it). I'M SO HAPPY!

life goes on. going home soon, and tomorrow's another "normal" day. maybe i'll remember to drink water.

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