Yep. You read that right. I’ve officially decided that I hate computers. yet I love them. Love.. hate… love… hate… It’s like some sort of psychopathic trip. Friday, “The Incident” occurred. My computer crashed hardcore. I ordered a modem from www.suredeals.com (NEVER EVER order anything from there. They are impossible to get a hold of and took forever to get the thing shipped). When I finally got it, I put it in and KAPOWIE! Windows won’t start anymore. “Windows Protection Error. Please Restart Windows”. I could get into safe mode, mess with settings. Same thing. “Windows Protection Error. Please Restart Windows” I was able to get to a DOS prompt and save off the important stuff (like this site and some class work). I tried to re-install Windows, but it would crash every time when it got to detecting hardware. Blue screen of death. Then I had to do it. The 5-letter word.
FDISK
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…college would kick ass. 
Isn’t that true? It’s like 6th week here, and we’re starting to feel it. Every professor’s class is the most important, and their project is essential to spend most of your time on. Arghh…. So much work, so little beer.
Another CS Senior Project code deadline tomorrow….
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Wow….
I’m out of breath. My longest title yet. I just keep confirming every day that the human race is getting dumber and dumber, and there is nothing we can do to stop it. There are days, a very few days, that I wonder if maybe I am too hard on those poor souls. But then something happens to confirm it.
Last week, in The Thorn, our resident Moron Opinions Writer (I capitalize that because that is his official title, granted by me) wrote a story about women. My God, I thought I was bitter. I may come off as bitter sometimes, but I’m really not that bad. This guy basically said that all women are prostitutes that only want money and gifts when dating in return they give sexual favors. And his title was Something or other about women and prostitution, “A Male’s Perspective” or something like that .
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Ever had a professor who was very insistent about something that he thinks you should do as something extra for his class, even if you don’t want to? How irritating. But that’s okay, because it’s SNOWING!!!
Anyway, I wrote that story called The System for my Web Based Info Systems class. Well, the prof loved it. Too much. He keeps trying to get me to publish it somewhere. The latest attempt was to try and get me to publish it in The Thorn, the campus paper. He sent an e-mail to the editor suggesting it (without asking me). So I had to fire off a quick e-mail saying “No!” It’s not that I don’t like the story. I just think it could be alot better, and I just don’t want to publish it. Now he’s bribing me with extra credit. Not sure if I’m gonna do it. I don’t think I will.
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Ahhh, yes. That phrase of all phrases. Comment of all comments. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not mad or bitter. Just… at a loss for words as to the reasons why this seems to happen. I know, I know. Just a couple days ago, I talked about how I wouldn’t worry about it and about matters of the heart. That’s a hell of a lot easier to say when you don’t need to worry about things, huh?
If you can’t tell, my recent attempts at dating have once again ended in a friendship. I’m not mad or really upset actually. Not at all, ’cause she is really nice, and is a good friend. I have no problems with friends, and I don’t wanna screw that up even by being an idiot about things. Only thing I’m upset about is myself - why I always end up being friends with people. It’s like… I get to know someone and get interested in her (or in one case fall absolutely in love with her, but that’s a totally different story that I probably won’t tell here), I become a friend. And I get stuck as a friend.
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“I love the smell of commerce in the morning!” By the director of Clerks, Chasing Amy, and Dogma, Mallrats is the story of a couple slackers, unlucky in love, trying to win their women back. It’s not as bad as the critics said. Really.
Jeremy London and Jason Lee are our heroes. Brodie (Lee) gets dumped by his girlfriend Rene (Shannen Doherty), and T.S. (London) gets into a fight with his, what better place to mourn than the mall?
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A great line by Portishead. Lately I’ve realized how futile it is to worry about relationships and people an love an the attempt at gaining it. What good does it do to keep worrying about it, does she like me, do I like her, blah blah blah. What comes will come. For years and years, I’ve worried wayyyy too much about “finding” someone, and wanting someone to love me. I’ve panicked if someone I thought cared for me changed. I tried too hard. And it wasn’t worth it. In the end, I ended up with a couple good relationships that were ended in part due to my worrying, and a trunk-full of regrets.
So in the past month or so, I’ve decided not to care. Not to worry. If I’m interested in someone, I’m not gonna try and push it. If things happen, they’ll happen. If not, well, they won’t. There’s someone I’m interested around here now, but again, I’m not wanting to push things, because the worry and the stress I put myself under when trying to think about things like that isn’t worth it.
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Wuh?? Did that make sense? Not sure. it’s 12:30am, and I’m debugging code. “The Devil’s Code” to be exact (Actually just my Senior Project). Anyway, I’m trying to avoid a stupid problem in my code, and what better way than to say hi to my non-existent site viewers?
Anyway, Senior Project is a bitch. I’ve spent all weekend both writing and debugging code, and I feel like I still have miles to go. Gotta have my part at least functional by 9pm tomorrow night. Looks like I might be skipping Monday classes again so that I can have code finished before a deadline. Sometimes I wonder why I am a CS major. Guess that’s why I’m also an Econ major.
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We made it. It’s a new millenium. But, no it isn’t! I won’t go into that though. The real reason for this post is the Y2k bug and the press. I was laughing my ass off when midnight rolled around and nothing bad happened. Wasn’t it great?
For four years we’ve been hearing about the end of the world. We’ve been hearing how the computers will crash, and society will collapse, and we’ll all start looting and wearing bearskins, and hunting squirrels for food. A bunch of people, some of them insane, some of them supposedly sane, building bunkers and stocking up. Canned food, bottled water, guns, ammunition, etc.
But nothing happened.
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