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Archive for September, 2004

1 Sep 04 jumper in the mouth

I received two packages today from Mom containing candy, pencils, lead, a wheeled cart for hauling groceries, a poncho, a wireless card that I have yet to get working for my Zaurus, and a few pounds of bubble wrap. She gets serious with padding in her packages.

I just received the following in an email from my dad:
This is getting a bit surreal. While sitting here eating, my teeth encounter something hard. I dig it out and it’s a jumper from a hard drive. Has your mother taken on some tech support job?
Only at my house…

69MB in 11 minutes: God, I love fast internet connections. (I just updated Imp.)

I have to study for a calculus quiz tonight but, other than that, there isn’t any homework that’s due tomorrow.

I bought a pair of gray shorts with the word “CATS” across the butt in blue lettering on sale today at Kennedy’s. More for my UK wardrobe!

I don’t know how I do it, but my side of the room is a wreck. I truly am a slob. Since tomorrow is my easiest day with only two classes, I’m going to clean this pigsty. My bed is unmade (this is its usual condition though because I hate making beds and don’t see the point in it) and piled with various crap that I received today from Mom. There are three Priority Mail boxes clustered at the foot of my bed on the floor because I have yet to throw them away. I have a newspaper, shrink wrap, and various packaging scattered at the base of my trash can because it’s already overflowing–must empty that. My desk is piled up with a bag of half-eaten Fritos Honey BBQ Flavor Twists, an empty Pepsi cup, a used tissue, and scrap sheets of paper. The shelf running the length of my wall is in a hazardous state of disarray as well and, hopefully, I’ll get that remedied soon.

2 Sep 04 wireless works

CS 115 went fine this morning but I can’t say the same for my recitation part of Calc. I. We received our first homework assignment back, graded. I had a 67%. This panicked me and I flipped through to see what I had done so horribly. On problems, I kept seeing “20/20″ and “10/10,” things like that. However, all over the work were little notes like “Label this graph” and “Show the scale.” Looks like he’ll be a lot more strict than my high school calculus teacher. I glanced at the homework of the people on either side of me and saw a 70% and a 69% so that’s slightly reassuring. He told us he will drop our lowest quiz grades but I don’t remember if said that about our homework. Damn.

After that, Jessica and I went to the mall because she had to buy some gifts for family members. When we had finished there, we ended up going out for a quasi dinner with her aunt, Sharon, at O’Charley’s. We just got appetizers (steak quesadillas and chicken fingers) and I tried my first virgin strawberry daiquiri. Though we tried to pay for ourselves, Sharon paid for all of us which was nice.

When I made it back to my dorm, I had a package from the Society of Women Engineers containing candy and an invitation to “Death By Chocolate With the Dean.” This sounds good, I must go to it. I was planning on that anyway, though, since it’s also our first SWE meeting.

Checked AIM and found a message from Steve saying he was free for the rest of the evening if I wanted to come over and have him work on my Zaurus. I headed over there and he tinkered around on my baby, trying to get my wireless connection to work. We decided to put OpenZaurus on there, replacing my default Qtopia OS, but he couldn’t get my files backed up. Not a big deal since I’ve only used the Zaurus, so far, for its Calendar and Todo list. He installed OpenZaurus and, lo and behold, I have wireless! There’s only one small problem: I don’t have a web browser. I’ll have to go back over to his computer sometime next week and get one. Perhaps he’ll have some other nifty apps that I can get as well.

3 Sep 04 CEO

Note: This was a dream of mine. I have this warning here because some visitors have thought my life had just gone to pot, when really they were only reading one of my crazy dreams. :)

I was watching TV and saw a news feature about freshmeat.net and how it had been bought by someone else and it was being switched over to running on a Microsoft operating system. I got really upset about this and went to see the new CEO. When I made it to the big building where he was, I went up to one of the upper floors and found him walking over to a computer in one of the rooms. He looked just like one of the deans at the University of Kentucky. There were a lot of other people in the room also. Apparently, he had just finished giving a speech. He sat down at the computer and I shared the seat with him. I asked him if he was going to switch FM.n to a Microsoft operating system and he snorted and told me no. I explained the news article that I had seen and he seemed shocked. A guy behind me, one of his official people, agreed. He said that they were going to incorporate Microsoft into FM.n but that was it. I suggested they survey all of the users and see what they wanted in relation to Microsoft and FM.n. He didn’t like that idea because he thought it would be too difficult to carry out. I asked, “Do you not know HTML? I know HTML. I can write you a survey.” He replied that that wasn’t it.

The dream shifted and all the other people were gone. I was in a very fancy room in a skyscraper. I had just come off of an elevator. One of the Greek gods came from a doorway to my left and headed across the room to another doorway. A Greek goddess came from the doorway to my left and followed him. They came back into the room with me while I watched. They were going to try and kill each other. The god got mad at me and blamed some of his struggles on me. He threw a knife at me as I struggled to get back into the elevator. I couldn’t get the doors open. He kept throwing the knife at me and it got closer and closer to me but kept landing in the wall next to my head. I finally pushed a button for the elevator but it only made the elevator leave, going down without me in it. The goddess threw a knife to me and I tried stabbing at the god. He bashed me in the head with a wooden mallet but it didn’t hurt me. I tried stabbing him in the rib cage but couldn’t get the blade through.

The dream shifted again and I was in front of a log cabin on its porch. It was in the country with a lot of pine trees around. Robots were coming to kill everyone. I ran off of the porch because they were killing people inside the house. I ran behind the house and up to some other houses that looked like houses in a subdivision. I tried hiding between several fancy cars out front. I had a baby with me who was apparently my grandson. I clutched him to me and laid down on the grass. He was quiet and sleeping. A man from the log cabin ran up and crouched next to me, huddling against a car. Robots started flying overhead and shooting at us. The baby disappeared. Bullets came flying through the tire I was huddled against. Then, the flying saucers started dropping what looked like large water droplets. They were about the size of dinner plates but egg-shaped. They didn’t hurt us but whenever they hit metal, they destroyed it completely. The metal would just vanish. They dropped these on all of the cars so the man and I were left crouched next to tires only. I woke up.

6 Sep 04 the long weekend

I just returned from Jessica’s house. I didn’t do much this weekend… IT WAS GREAT! Ahh, relaxation. The long hike back to the dorm with all my shiz was improved by a little cart my mother bought for me–thank God for wheels.

On Friday, we went to a local high school football game. The team we were rooting for, Jessica’s old high school, lost but it was still entertaining. I, sadly, was unable to get a hot dog because they ran out. I ended up with grody old nachos. We went to Cracker Barrel afterward to use up a gift card by buying desserts; I had a frozen mug hot chocolate sundae.

On Sunday, Jessica, her father, her cousin Clay, and I played a four-hour game of Monopoly which was awesome; I love Monopoly. I did well at the beginning of the game and then ended up very broke with only Boardwalk, Parkplace, and $12 to my name. Jessica and I teamed up and did really well for a while before her dad beat all of us.

Today, Terri (Jessica’s mom), Jess, and I somehow started talking about rats. I then sat down at the kitchen table with them and we heard a squeaking sound not unlike a mouse. We all froze, our eyes wide, before I realized that it had been my leg against the chair. I moved my leg again to be sure and, yeah, it was. We all cracked up then because of our reactions and expressions.

I didn’t want to come back today because I’m dreading homework. I’m the laziest person when it comes to school work. I’ll do it, sure, but I’m going to bitch about it the whole way. Luckily, tomorrow is Frappuccino Day for Jessica and I because we’ll have long, boring CS 100 in the evening. The Frappuccinos are to keep us awake and alert during that bunny class.

The comments on German and Cell Bio are cracking me up:

Trinity - Hell, I’m in my second year of college and I’m still confused about what I want to do when I get out!
Andrea - Hey, genius…we’re in our third year…
Trinity - WOAH? We are? Hony shit!
Trinity - And I didn’t mean that WOAH as a question…
Trinity - HOLY
Trinity - Wow. I’m just going to give up speaking/writing completely.

7 Sep 04 breakfast

Well, I’m waking up nicely. I really didn’t want to get out of bed a few minutes ago. My alarm clock hadn’t even gone off (it was set for 8:30a instead of 7:30a like my roommate’s) but I figured I’d go ahead and get up anyway. I’m now drinking a mocha frappuccino and eating dry Golden Grahams because we’re out of milk. I threw the jug out last night because the expiration date was September third and that stuff smelled rank.

7 Sep 04 decent quiz grades

I did well on both of my calculus quizzes! 13/15 on one and 19/20 on the other. This is spiffy. I got so used to being let down in my calculus class in high school because I would always feel as though I did well and then I’d get back my test with a grade lower than I had expected. I don’t know how I got an A- out of that class.

Jessica’s sitting on my bed playing Monopoly on a handheld game and singing “I’m That Kind of Girl” by Patty Loveless…

We’ll head out at 2:50p to get frappuccinos and get to our CS 100 class. Today has gone well. I’ll be glad to get this class over with but I’m not really dreading it. It’ll be boring, I’m sure, but I can always read the pinnacle of entertainment that is The Odyssey if I get too bored.

Afterward, I’m supposed to go see Steve and get some new software on my Zaurus. He somehow managed to kill his own Zaurus so mine will serve as a resuscitator… we hope.

This morning, Michael was in our CS 115 lecture. He mentioned last night on AIM that he might be if he made it to campus on time. The three of us were supposed to have lunch together but he had something else he had to do. Jess and I ended up eating in the Student Center. I saw Katie and Sophia, from my major at GSP, in there. It was nice getting to speak with them again. I’ve spoken with Katie since GSP ended; we’ve kept in fairly close contact. Today was the first time I spoke with Sophia since last summer, though. She’s in a Spanish class as well and said she was having trouble getting registered to do her homework online just like me, even though we’re in different classes using different books. What is it with these Spanish classes? I’m glad mine worked out.

7 Sep 04 C++

Ooh, it worked:

#include <iostream>

using namespace std;

int main () {
     cout << "Welcome to C++ Programming." << endl;
     return 0;
}

I’m reading chapter two in my C++ book to be able to do my homework for Lab 1. That above was an example program.

And here’s a conversation Michael and I just had in AIM before I fixed the above code:

(23:55:51) michael: uh isn’t there something missing in this (from your journal):
(23:55:52) michael: #include using namespace std; int main () {
cout << "Welcome to C++ Programming." << endl;
return 0;
}
(23:56:21) Noir: that’s all that was in the book.
(23:56:30) michael: that shouldn’t have compiled
(23:56:30) Noir: i know the one thing that’s required for Windows isn’t there.
(23:56:37) Noir: it compiled just fine.
(23:56:37) michael: #include
(23:56:44) michael: #include means nothing
(23:56:49) michael: you have to actually include something
(23:56:51) Noir: it works!
(23:56:57) michael: are you serious?
(23:56:58) Noir: i swear it does!
(23:57:03) michael: what compiler were you using
(23:57:13) Noir: oh wait.
(23:57:14) Noir: :D
(23:57:21) Noir: nevermind. looks like i didn’t put that in my journal.
(23:57:26) michael: okay good
(23:57:29) Noir: lol.
(23:57:35) michael: because if that had compiled…the universe would’ve ended
(23:57:39) Noir: i think it didn’t show up because of the < and >.
(23:57:42) michael: probably
(23:57:46) michael: good ‘ole html
(23:57:48) michael: ;-)
(23:57:56) Noir: i’m cracking up now.
(23:58:10) michael: thanks for mentioning me btw :)

8 Sep 04 CD, t-shirt

I woke to find it dreary and raining outside. It’s been extremely windy and mostly rainy all day. Despite the depressing weather, I’ve had a good day. I received two packages: one from Trinity containing a music CD and another from my mom with gummi worms, a cart like mine for Jessica, a UK t-shirt, the Octubre 2004 issue of People en Español, and a magazine subscription renewal letter.

The first meeting for the Society of Women Engineers is tonight. My roommate and I are going to attend it.

8 Sep 04 Social Gaffes in the Odyssey

Throughout The Odyssey by Homer there are cases of impropriety that range from mild social gaffes to serious breaches of courtesy. It seems that the most obvious instance of impropriety, however, is shown throughout the majority of the novel by Penelope’s suitors. More than one hundred men have flocked to Odysseus’ kingdom in Ithaka and are trying to woo his wife Penelope away. The indecorum is not in this act alone, in my opinion, though it does seem presumptuous of the suitors to persist in their attempts to wed Pen�lop� when she so adamantly and obviously does not want it. One can understand that the master of the house has been away for over a decade and is now presumed dead; it would be reasonable for Pen�lop� to remarry, especially considering the status of women in this era.

No, the unseemliness here is in the behavior of the suitors. They are repeatedly rude to Tel�makhos. The suitor Ant�no�s exemplifies this with his comment in book 1, line 433: �Zeus forbid you should be king in Ithaka, though you are eligible as your father’s son.� This is a minor faux pas but it is still notable because it seems a highly rude comment to make to the son of a king, particularly if said son might be king himself one day.

In several places throughout the books of The Odyssey, it is mentioned that the suitors are making horrendous gluttons of themselves, �eating our house up� and devouring �all my substance and my cattle,� as Tel�makhos puts it in book 16, lines 146 and 149. So besides trying to marry a woman who does not wish to be married, these men are using up all the reserves of food, drink, and livestock that are at Odysseus’ home.

If the rude comments, the presumptuousness, and the veritable stealing of goods were not enough, the suitors also plot to kill their host, Tel�makhos. In book four, line 896: �Meanwhile the suitors had got under way, planning the death plunge for Tel�makhos.� This is the most extreme instance of impropriety that the suitors show. Discourteous talk may be forgiven or written off as the result of stress or misunderstanding, as can the waste of expendable commodities. However, concocting a plan of murdering someone, especially the son of the woman you hope to be your future spouse, is an inexcusable impropriety.

The second gaucherie that appeared noteworthy occurs in book 10 when Kirk� reacted toward Odysseus in what looked to be an inappropriate manner for a goddess. In line 363, �She cried out, then slid under to take my knees.� Through previous character interactions, Homer has made it clear that the embracing of knees is an act that signifies the embracer is less worthy than the embraced. A beggar embraces the knees of the person he is begging, a stranger embraces the knees of the land’s king, and so forth. That a goddess should drop to a kneeling position and hug Odysseus’ knees implies that she is less than him, a mere mortal.

The idea of a deity being preceded by a human is a disconcerting one, if not downright uncomfortable. That Kirk� should act this way seems like a breaching of the manners and accepted customs of the society of that time. Everywhere else in the book, the idea that gods reign supreme and are not domineered by humans in any way is enforced. Each god acts entirely out of their own free will within the hierarchy of the gods. That is to say, unless a god that is higher up in the hierarchy disallows a certain action, the god or goddess in question conducts his or herself as they will. The desires and needs of humans rarely come into play when a deity is considering their next action unless those desires and needs coincide with those of the deity. When Kirk� acts as though Odysseus is her better, she makes us reexamine the entire infrastructure of the hierarchy of beings in their world. A goddess, kneeling to a human? Admitting via her actions that the human is her superior? This does not mesh with what we have learned thus far in the book and it can be considered a worthwhile impropriety to mention.

There are a great many other actions in The Odyssey that could show unseemliness. If one analyzed the actions and words of the suitors alone, for example, one might find enough impropriety about which to write an entire essay. The two cases involving the suitors and Kirk� that I mentioned simply stand out to me.

8 Sep 04 SWE, Oakenfold

The SWE meeting went well. It wasn’t as boring or as long as I had expected and, hey, there was a ton of food. This is always a plus for me, as most everyone (particularly you, Jess) can attest to. They had a free raffle at the end for winning SWE t-shirts and mugs. I didn’t win anything but I had my eye on a “Top 10 Reasons to Date an Engineer” shirt that I ended up ordering from them. Jessica won a nifty t-shirt.

I’m in love with this Paul Oakenfold song Trin sent. I have it on repeat in XMMS. “Ready Steady Go.”

Trinity’s a dork:
(21:12:00) Trinity: haha. yeah. that package you sent me that arrived yesterday scared the piss out of me. i had no idea who would have been sending me something.

A paper over impropriety in The Odyssey was assigned today in my Honors 101 class. I think I have it finished (she only wanted two pages) but I’ll tinker and tweak it until it’s due on Monday.

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