roboto (or robota, "to work")

i almost missed the bus this morning: it doesn't matter what time i wake up, i'll find a way to make it tight.

i got in to the office this morning and immediately attacked the perl problem from yesterday: problem solved. and i did it in an elegant enough way that my script's now way more flexible that it needs to be - although knowing what was possible made using it easier.

i will maintain the code, keep the comments updated, and keep writing documentation - and still believe that perl is shit. i will never be a perl developer.
granted, it's not as bad as being a dba, but it's not about relativity.

i spent the majority of the day working, and i did everything perfectly (my project not only compiled the first time, but worked correctly too). of course there's an unhappy ending, but it's an interesting one that we will learn from.

unfortunately the amount of documentation that i'm going to have to rewrite over the next couple of days doesn't excite me as much.

the mess hall food was better today, although still not great. the kinder and i resumed arguing about movies, and i inadvertently discovered that none of the other three software developers i was eating with have seen, or care to see star wars (any of them!).

creepy.

a two hour meeting in the afternoon was informative and interesting, but i struggled nonetheless. a cup of coca cola saw me through it, but i cringed every sip (yay! go me! i'm becoming a health nut again!)

a girl in our unit came by to chill in our office for a while... she's really sweet, but not my style and the more she flirts the more i worry that she's setting herself up for disappointment. and i'm not going to stop being nice to her because i don't operate like that :S

i had dinner with ssf, at a cosy little japanese restaurant just down the road. the food was great and there was lots of it, the waitress was really sweet and ssf and i had lots to talk about... t'was nice :)

i don't know why this was rolling around in my head on my way home: people whose intentions are to make lots of money ending up paying a lot more than it's worth, regardless of their success. you pay with your innocence, you pay with your idealism, you pay with your hopes and dreams, you pay with your youth and childhood... and you never really get what you want. or you do get it, but by that stage you don't have anything to do with it.

it's something a lot of us know already: if you do what you enjoy, the money will come.

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