Chewing on the flesh of... I mean... updating my journal!
Hello,
You might remember me from such LJ posts as Yarrrgh! I am back like an Elder God. I am here today to talk to you about stress.
I am completely stressed out... the huge piles of work to do are about to become so massive as to crush my puny chest with their profound urgentness! I have a severe lack of money punctuated with a lack of people renting my old apartment.
But... the new website went up last week, and despite the old users being confused by menus, it was very successful. Yay!
Good ol' Margie is whipping me up some serious JavaScript(ECMAScript) shit, stirring the pot of obscenities for me! WooHoo! Working with JavaScript is like standing in front of a rather large wasp hive, plucking the largest and meanest looking wasp from the hive, and plunging him headfirst into your gaping maw, whereupon it stings you 1000 times all the way down your throat, and leaving your mouth open to scream while the rest of its hive flies into your mouth and stings you on your stings 1 million times. And then suddenly, you are fine, the JavaScript works and you do not ever touch it again. But it is like an extremely succulent wasp hive that you cannot resist. Dynamic!, you scream, while remembering the intense stinging and stinging stings.
And then there is Jabber. Server is down right when I wanted to test a PHP client that was actually not a UI nightmare like the Java Applet I was using.
As an aside, I started using Ubuntu the other day. Wow! It is really as amazing as those fuckers on slashdot say. It is clean, fast, and is fairly easy-to-use once you figure out that the root account has no password and everything is done with sudo. I am going to keep using sudo for a while until I get so sick of eating the large bumblebee that I give root a password.
Phones and the phone industry are both frightening and awe-inspiring. Every time there is a problem with the phone system at work, they come to me, but most of the time it is a line-quality (or something like that) issue that I have no control over. So, I end up calling phone guys... Those guys are a wealth of knowledge unheard of in the lowly IT circles I run in.
They have answers to problems that first cropped up 100 years ago which are 1000 times more complex than, "My Word will not open". And they keep no notes. It is all in their head. I don't know about you, but sometimes I need to man a command or do a --help. Not these guys. Just simply amazing.
Finished XML: the Game! with my family last night. I also have been playing Medieval Madness, and finished Baten Kaitos, whose voiceovers are somehow as awful as those in Final Fantasy X, but whose story is 100 times more compelling.
Anyway, I need to start playing Metroid Prime 2 again. Also, last thing, Doom 3 expansion is really short! I was probably playing for about 6 hours on medium difficulty when I noticed the credits rolling. And despite all the aforementioned fuckers on slashdot, Doom 3 is really fun and at its best, evokes all of the non-stop shooting fun of Dooms past.
Beat GTA SA, very disappointed in the later missions. The first city was awesome, the early missions were great, why did it devolve into the same senseless crap of the previous two games?
So, Later!!!! Margie, you have to respond, so that I know at least my only friend is reading my bee rants!
-Nick
You might remember me from such LJ posts as Yarrrgh! I am back like an Elder God. I am here today to talk to you about stress.
I am completely stressed out... the huge piles of work to do are about to become so massive as to crush my puny chest with their profound urgentness! I have a severe lack of money punctuated with a lack of people renting my old apartment.
But... the new website went up last week, and despite the old users being confused by menus, it was very successful. Yay!
Good ol' Margie is whipping me up some serious JavaScript(ECMAScript) shit, stirring the pot of obscenities for me! WooHoo! Working with JavaScript is like standing in front of a rather large wasp hive, plucking the largest and meanest looking wasp from the hive, and plunging him headfirst into your gaping maw, whereupon it stings you 1000 times all the way down your throat, and leaving your mouth open to scream while the rest of its hive flies into your mouth and stings you on your stings 1 million times. And then suddenly, you are fine, the JavaScript works and you do not ever touch it again. But it is like an extremely succulent wasp hive that you cannot resist. Dynamic!, you scream, while remembering the intense stinging and stinging stings.
And then there is Jabber. Server is down right when I wanted to test a PHP client that was actually not a UI nightmare like the Java Applet I was using.
As an aside, I started using Ubuntu the other day. Wow! It is really as amazing as those fuckers on slashdot say. It is clean, fast, and is fairly easy-to-use once you figure out that the root account has no password and everything is done with sudo. I am going to keep using sudo for a while until I get so sick of eating the large bumblebee that I give root a password.
Phones and the phone industry are both frightening and awe-inspiring. Every time there is a problem with the phone system at work, they come to me, but most of the time it is a line-quality (or something like that) issue that I have no control over. So, I end up calling phone guys... Those guys are a wealth of knowledge unheard of in the lowly IT circles I run in.
They have answers to problems that first cropped up 100 years ago which are 1000 times more complex than, "My Word will not open". And they keep no notes. It is all in their head. I don't know about you, but sometimes I need to man a command or do a --help. Not these guys. Just simply amazing.
Finished XML: the Game! with my family last night. I also have been playing Medieval Madness, and finished Baten Kaitos, whose voiceovers are somehow as awful as those in Final Fantasy X, but whose story is 100 times more compelling.
Anyway, I need to start playing Metroid Prime 2 again. Also, last thing, Doom 3 expansion is really short! I was probably playing for about 6 hours on medium difficulty when I noticed the credits rolling. And despite all the aforementioned fuckers on slashdot, Doom 3 is really fun and at its best, evokes all of the non-stop shooting fun of Dooms past.
Beat GTA SA, very disappointed in the later missions. The first city was awesome, the early missions were great, why did it devolve into the same senseless crap of the previous two games?
So, Later!!!! Margie, you have to respond, so that I know at least my only friend is reading my bee rants!
-Nick