Saturday, April 30, 2011

Yesterday #6

Yesterday #6

This wasn't actually yesterday.

Sometimes my computer does this thing where the ONLY recognized input method is the left- and center-click buttons. It did this yesterday (not actually yesterday). However, I couldn't just restart my computer because I was in the middle of upgrading my operating system. Still, I had a burning desire to listen to Lean by Oh Land, so using only my left- and center-click button, I managed to go to YouTube and listen to this song. How?

1. Open Internet browser.
2. Click Google on bookmark menu.
3. Highlight a few letters that are also present in the search "Lean Oh Land".
4. Drag them into the Google search.
5. Repeat until autocomplete contains the search or until you finish on your own.
6. Click link.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Miscellaneous #5

Miscellaneous #5

was up until 6am doing comp sci apointment involving bit manipulation
when I went to bed, I couldn't stop dreaming of bits!!
same thing happened for my second assignment, only with overflow
i need to stop doing comp sci homework right before bed

I thought this was funny, although I'm sure no one else will. I was working on a computer program, and at one point I had to undo a few steps. I pressed ctrl + z a few times, but it wasn't doing anything, so being a fool I clicked it rapidly a bunch more. I then realize that instead of ctrl + z, I was pressing ctrl + s. The funny part for me is imagining what the computer is thinking. This is how I see it.

ctrl + s
ctrl + s
ctrl + s.
Ctrl + s!
Ctrl + S!!
Ctrl + S!!!!
CTRL + S!!!1!1
CTRL + S!!!!!!!
CTTRLLL + S!!1!!!
CTTTRLLL + SSSS!!!!!!!!!!

What a crazy.

Miscellaneous #4

Miscellaneous #5

Thoughts #9
Crazy's In The Mucus

People do crazy shit all the time; you've just got to look for it. I mean, just think about it. All the stuff you do that you hope people don't see, other people are doing too. You shake the dandruff out of your hair, picking your nose or your butt, and talk to yourself and make weird faces by accident.

 Let's be real: people are crazy. I've seen three people in last two days stopped at the exact same spot on the quad, all gawking at the squirrels. I constantly hear people muttering to themselves, often sounding quite flustered or upset. Ever catch someone making a big goofy grin after passing you? What are they thinking in that head of theirs?

And don't get me wrong--I'm just as crazy. I always think of funny stuff while walking and can't stop laughing, even as I pass groups of people leaving class, giving me evil eyes. I lick my beard hair. I'm constantly practicing my fingerspelling at my side as I walk to class. I even sometimes conduct the songs I'm listening to.

Just stop and look--I bet you kind find a ton of stuff. But don't be mean, because you probably do it too sometimes.

(Also, "Crazy's in the mucus" is one of my favorite phrases ever. I don't think I've written here about it. Basically, I was sick and all mucusy, and I was going batshit. Thus, the crazy was in the mucus.)

List #10
King's Athletic Cup

Some of my favorite rules created on a Jack:
-have to correctly guess color of card before drawing
-have to correctly guess if it's an odd, even, or face card
-have to say fuck you to the person to the person on your left (or right) before drinking
-have to say "I appreciate this" before drinking
-when the last king is drawn, everyone puts a hand behind their back with some number of fingers up; everyone brings their hands back out at the same time and counts the number of fingers; the person who drew the king must then kiss the person sitting however many total fingers are up to their left
-can't speak English
-boys finish every sentence with "on my dick", girls finish every sentence with "in my box"

Today #24

Today #24
Spring Cleaning

I often forget I'm still writing this blog. Whenever someone mentions finding my blog or liking something I posted recently, I'm a little surprised. "Oh," I think to myself, "I thought that thing died a long time ago". I understand myself to exist in a certain way, and my writing in this blog is not part of that image anymore. Anyway,

Today, being a windy, lightly showery day in Chicago, I tidied up my room. It inspired me to tidy my computer. Ubuntu 11.04 (Natty Narwhal) is coming out on Thursday, and I'm using it as motivation to backup my files. Following will be some thoughts I have written on files entitled moreblog.txt and newblog.txt on my desktop. They're not important enough thoughts to write down, so I save them for this shitty blog. Now I can finally delete them.

Also, something funny just happened. Kelsey was in the hall, and seeing Erin, offered her a popsicle. I heard this, jumped up, and ran into the hallway. Slowly, out of their respective rooms, Elora, Tania, and Julia all slowly walked out as well. We descended upon Kelsey like vultures and ripped the meat off her bones. But which I mean we asked her for popsicles. It was funny to hear Kelsey and then see everyone pop their heads out from their door frames.

ALSO, WHAT!?!? Popsicle is a brand name! The generic name is ice pop. Looks like I'll have to start saying that, like I say facial tissue instead of Kleenex. The only one I don't use the generic name for is Frisbee, because flying disc sounds stupid.

Recently #7

Recently #7
Literally Recently

Recently, I've been writing down every thing I do that lasts more than 5 minutes. I'm going to start at my first recorded activity and write down every event after that based on the roll of a d10.

April 19, 2011
0 // check e-mail, Facebook // 5:20-5:25p
2 // dinner // 6:25-6:50p
(April 20, 2011)
5 // conversation w/ Julia // 12:10-12:20a
13 // Genderfuck planning // 12:10-1:50p
20 // Queer Bowling // 7:20-8:45p
April 21, 2011
29 // read for CompSci // 10:00-11:00a
33 // SD interview // 12:45-1:30p
38 // QA AnnAl // 3:45-4:35p
44 // recipe searching // 9:10-10:00p
50 // shower & shave // 8:45-9:10a
51 // CMSC15400 // 9:30-10:20a
59 // coffee w/ Erin about CES/circus // 3:15-3:35p
67 // set up GF // 7:50-9:20p
23 April 2011
74 // Charity arts gala (staff) // 1:00-2:00p
83 // ate at Flash Tacos // 6:15-6:50p
24 April 2011
93 // circus // 2:40-4:05p
94 // Q&A AnnAl // 4:15-7:35p
97 // circus AnnAl // 8:25-9:05p
104 // call family // 12:35-1:00a
April 25, 2011
110 // more sleep/dreams // 8:30-9:00a
114 // printing bullshit + AnnAl submit // 10:30-11:15a
115 // ASL office hours // 11:15-11:30a
118 // return AV equipment // 1:10-1:20p
128 // ISHum app // 6:00-7:05p
132 // Scav shirts and postering // 9:40-10:45p
134 // get ready for bed, a little // 11:05-11:15p

Monday, April 18, 2011

List #9

List #9
Black Phoenix

I've literally probably spent 12 hours looking at this website over the last week: I decided I couldn't just pick one, so I decided to get six samples. They are as follows.

I promised her my eternal love, and I actually thought that for a couple of hours. Rake, scoundrel, demon in a frock coat. Devilishly seductive, ultimately tragic; a villain undone and redeemed by love. Based on an 18th century gentlemen's cologne: ambergris, white musk, white sandalwood, Spanish Moss, orange blossom, three mints, jasmine, rose geranium and a spike of rosemary.

A vital, bold scent, throbbing with sensuality. Essence of dragon's blood resin, thickened with myrrh and cherry, with a trickle of clove.

Tea leaf with three mosses, green grass, a medley of herbal notes, and a drop of ginger and fig.

Then suddenly the wood became full of a terrible noise; the trees began to groan, the branches to creak and the dry leaves to rustle, and the Baba Yaga came flying from the forest. She was riding in a great iron mortar and driving it with the pestle, and as she came she swept away her trail behind her with a kitchen broom. Spell-soaked herbs and flowers, cold iron, broom twigs, bundles of moss and patchouli root, and moth dust.

Smoldering coals heat the device from below, and steam hisses through two curved pipes, rotating the shining brass sphere. Glowing amber and citrus, labdanum, verbena, cedar, and oud.

Bronze gears spin inside a polished wooden case, and an entire universe dances within. Teakwood, oak, black vanilla, and tobacco.

Also, tonight will basically be a repeat of Thursday night. Another week behind in studying, another CompSci assignment, another all-nighter. Ugh. It took me forever to recover from my last.

Friday, April 15, 2011

Motivated #3

Motivated #3
In Response to Motivated #2

I did it without falling asleep! It took me about 3 hours to learn enough assembly code to finish the assignment, about 20 minutes to actually solve the problems, and then about 1.5 hours to make my code look nice and confuse myself repeatedly in the process of trying to figure out why my compiler was using different registers than the ones used in the assignment's code. Eventually, I realized there was nothing I could do and that it was probably by teacher's stupid Mac compiler's fault.

Here is the assembly code, side by side:
          Assignment code          My code
movl      16(%ebp), %edx           16(%ebp), %eax
movl      12(%ebp), %eax           12(%ebp), %edx
addl      8(%ebp), %eax            8(%ebp), %edx
addl      %eax, %eax               %edx, %edx
leal      (%edx,%edx,2), %edx      (%eax,%eax,2), %eax
cmpl      %edx, %eax               %eax, %edx
setg      %al                      %al
movzbl    %al, %eax                %al, %eax

Which is like saying
t1 = x            t1 = y
t2 = y     vs     t2 = x
t1 > t2           t2 > t1

What this all means is basically:
2*(x + y) > 3*z;

(I don't actually know if it's Apple's fault, but I assume it is because Apple is stupid. I'll be pretty embarrassed if it's actually my computer's fault, but I don't think so, because my answer for the first problem matched the book's exactly.)

Motivated #2

Motivated #2
The Shit I Get Into

So really, this isn't that shitty. In fact, I think it's kind of funny. Toxic--but funny.

The time is 2:00am. I have a meeting in 7 hours at 9:00am, and then a class at 9:30am in which I have an assignment due (CompSci 154). The assignment is interpreting IA32 assembly code and writing out a C function will produce the same results when compiled. There are two problems with this however. 1) I haven't started the assignment. 2) I don't know the first thing about assembly code. So yeah, looks like I'll be teaching myself assembly code and finishing an assignment about it in 7 hours. We are allowed 3 late homeworks, and out of the 3 assignments we've turned in so far, 2 have been late. Whoops.

I also feel I should explain the reason why this happened. I had literally the entire day to do this because I had no class and no meetings. Instead, I spent most of my day on looking at perfumes and reading various perfume guides on the Internet. Me and Candance have been OBSESSED. I have two-and-a-half-page list of the ones that sounded good. I'm now narrowing it down to about 20 and then I'll pick from those.

Anyway, soon I will be smelling possibly like a god of death, a seductive Victorian tempter, or a woody imp.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Thoughts #8

Thoughts #8
Give Me Money

So maybe I'm missing something, but there have been a bunch of fundraising competitions in my life recently where you get a monetary prize for raising the most amount of money, and it just doesn't make sense to me.

Do most people put their own egos above people who actually need the help? I mean, if you don't give money, you don't give money, but if you're only giving money to win the competition, isn't that kind of stupid? I mean, yeah, the organization gets the money regardless of why people donate, but it doesn't say much for the charity of humans.

And again, I understand that having the incentive might raise more total money even when you deduct the prize, but still, people need to get their priorities straight.

I technically understand the whole idea, but doesn't it seem more helpful to just donate the money you'd otherwise be giving as a prize?

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Recently #6

Recently #6
Cheese and Bacon

1. I am now called Red Baby (Redbaby?). Thanks, Kelsey.

2. April Fools Day is my new favorite holiday. Thanks, Velveeta Excolatur.

3. I met someone with a Bacon number of 1. That means I almost have a Bacon number of 2. Thanks, Bob.

Friday, April 1, 2011

Today #23


This just in: I was sitting in my room, doing my homework, when all the sudden IT SMELLED LIKE BUTTERED POPCORN. For most people, this wouldn't be a big deal, but since popcorn is my favorite food and I was denied the chance to eat delicious popcorn early today, it was very upsetting. This is not an April Fools' joke. This is serious.

Also, I just remembered my new favorite new phrase, "Press my/your/his/her shit" (or "Press my/your/his/her poop" if you're a little more conservative). It was created by Blair and me. This is also NOT an April Fools' joke.