Don't build houses
By Mike DalyDecember 2nd, 2002
Wayne have had a dillemma on our hands the past few weeks. We got Xbox Live, but we didn't have an ethernet cable run out to the living room. This presented a difficulty because whatever genius designed this house not only decided not to include a crawl space, but they also put in a cathedral ceiling.
Let's do a little predicate calculus:
not(crawlspace) and (cathedral ceiling) implies not(ethernet cable)
There you have it. No way to run our cable but through the house under the carpet, which is a huge hastle. Being the geniuses we are, we got a green cable (to go with our green xbox) not realizing the imposibility of hiding it subtley along the corners.
My conclusion? Uh, I guess I don't really have one, I just wanted to complain.
Let's do a little predicate calculus:
not(crawlspace) and (cathedral ceiling) implies not(ethernet cable)
There you have it. No way to run our cable but through the house under the carpet, which is a huge hastle. Being the geniuses we are, we got a green cable (to go with our green xbox) not realizing the imposibility of hiding it subtley along the corners.
My conclusion? Uh, I guess I don't really have one, I just wanted to complain.
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I'm so happy
By Mike DalyDecember 3rd, 2002
I can't believe it, but it's snowing in Raleigh. Snow makes me so giddy. It truly is a pathetic sight to see. I don't konw what to do with myself now, I think I'll wrap up in a warm blanket by a window with a hot drink and relax.
No wait, finals are next week. This in itself woudn't be too much of a problem, but there is an unfotunately large amount of other things that I should get done by the end of the semester that also nag away my time. Oh well, what can you do? I'll probably watch the snow anyway.
No wait, finals are next week. This in itself woudn't be too much of a problem, but there is an unfotunately large amount of other things that I should get done by the end of the semester that also nag away my time. Oh well, what can you do? I'll probably watch the snow anyway.
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It's getting busy
ByDecember 3rd, 2002
Wow. Things sure are getting busy around here. While I'd love to finish some more features of the site, I have 2 tests in Philosophy, a big final in Calculus, and a 27 page take home final in Discrete Math. Not to mention I'm speding an extra hour per night at work because of Christmas. So sadly, there won't be a whole lot going on here for a while. At least not on my part. I'm sure Willow will continue to post useless crap like this ;) Anyway, no more website stuff, no more staying up late wasting time, no more video games, no more sleeping... except for now, yeah I think I'll take a nap right now.
Don't you worry though, I'll be back all rested up for hours and hours of fun on the 13th.
Don't you worry though, I'll be back all rested up for hours and hours of fun on the 13th.
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What did I say?
ByDecember 3rd, 2002
Didn't I tell you he'd post more useless crap? And it took less than 4 hours.
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The slack-ness is apparent
By Mike DalyDecember 6th, 2002
Well, in remotely-site-related events, I colored a new picture for the gallery! Oh wait, we don't have a gallery yet. I actually made a gallery page, but Wayne took it down because It wasn't dynamic enough, so now I have no way of showing you my new picture.
I guess it's not really that important anyway, I just wanted to feel like I've done something meaningful. At least I'm doing my part, I tell myself. Good job, Willow. Anyway, in other meaningless news, the snow I wrote ecstatically about earlier quickly turned to ice and coated everything outside. It was really beautiful even when it started pulling down trees on top of roads, cars, and powerlines, but now that it has melted and the trees are still fallen, it just plain sucks.
I guess it's not really that important anyway, I just wanted to feel like I've done something meaningful. At least I'm doing my part, I tell myself. Good job, Willow. Anyway, in other meaningless news, the snow I wrote ecstatically about earlier quickly turned to ice and coated everything outside. It was really beautiful even when it started pulling down trees on top of roads, cars, and powerlines, but now that it has melted and the trees are still fallen, it just plain sucks.
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The lighter side of blackouts
By Mike DalyDecember 7th, 2002
The past few days many denizens of Raleigh were without power due to the ice storm. Wayne and I were not, so we took in some poor cold friends for a while so they wouldn't freeze to death. What followed was a series of cooking frenzies.
First we made Super Quesadillias, accompanied by Five cup salad which was very pleasing to us all. Some people wouldn't even try the five cup salad simply because it has sour cream. I wanted to kick many people in the pants. Then our guest cook Naveen whipped us up some Chili, and Wayne introduced to his disturbingly-hot Clam Chowder. All in all, our kitchen was left a nuclear wasteland where many wars appear to have been fought. But our struggle has earned you many new recipes that simply must be tried.
First we made Super Quesadillias, accompanied by Five cup salad which was very pleasing to us all. Some people wouldn't even try the five cup salad simply because it has sour cream. I wanted to kick many people in the pants. Then our guest cook Naveen whipped us up some Chili, and Wayne introduced to his disturbingly-hot Clam Chowder. All in all, our kitchen was left a nuclear wasteland where many wars appear to have been fought. But our struggle has earned you many new recipes that simply must be tried.
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Life as a burning ball of hatred
By Mike DalyDecember 10th, 2002
My hatred and desire to hunt down and destroy all things relating to computers seems to have taken a dive. This is surely not a coincidence as it coresponds to the completion of my software engineering final exam. Whenever I saw a monitor for months I wanted to smash it because of the pains that class has caused me. But finally, I, a now bruised and battered wretched creature, have escaped the clutches of my devious tormentors to try and rebuild my life from the scraps that remain. Perhaps there is hope that I will be able to complete my degree now.
Just to put things in perspective: I am a good student. Up to this point, my major GPA was a 4.0. I attended every software engineering lecture, studied for every test, and did every homework. Despite my best efforts, I will get a C in this class. I tried getting in touch with my teacher to give her some feedback on what I was having trouble with, and she threw it back in my face. Now my 4.0 major gpa will drop, never to return. Do you know how great it would have been to boast a 4.0? I guess I'll never know now that mine is permanently ruined by a black-hearted teacher.
Memory of hatred returning ... must stop before computer destroyed ...
Just to put things in perspective: I am a good student. Up to this point, my major GPA was a 4.0. I attended every software engineering lecture, studied for every test, and did every homework. Despite my best efforts, I will get a C in this class. I tried getting in touch with my teacher to give her some feedback on what I was having trouble with, and she threw it back in my face. Now my 4.0 major gpa will drop, never to return. Do you know how great it would have been to boast a 4.0? I guess I'll never know now that mine is permanently ruined by a black-hearted teacher.
Memory of hatred returning ... must stop before computer destroyed ...
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We survive
By Mike DalyDecember 12th, 2002
Look, Ma! I made an update!
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Ma?
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Anyone?
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I feel neglected. Anyway, I added something, and now you all know to eat frozen vegitables, yay!
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Ma?
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Anyone?
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I feel neglected. Anyway, I added something, and now you all know to eat frozen vegitables, yay!
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I feel strange
By Mike DalyDecember 16th, 2002
I am sitting in my chair(s) night now baffled at my current state of emotion. Follow me, and together perhaps we can determine it's meaning.
It's very hard to describe how I feel, it's like there is something missing. Not in a bad way, though, like my nose finally cleared after being stuffy and clogged for months. Indeed a gigantic, sloppy metaphorical bugar has been removed from my mind, for it to flow peacefully to wherever it pleases. My mind is often blank as I am prone to staring off into space and daydreaming, but always in the back of my mind I am constantly weighed and haunted by long-term worries, stresses, and responsibilities. Now my current thought rests on the very mystery that we are discussing, and the back of my mind is absolutely blank. It is a feeling so alien that at first I was not sure quite what to make of it.
At first, I mistook it for boredom, that I had simply misplaced my worries, and if I didn't find them quick they would come back to haunt me. But upon further reflection, although I am doing nothing and desire to do nothing, I am not bored. I am satisfied by doing nothing. I have nothing to do anyway. Now that I think of it, this feeling is bliss, I am happy without having to do anything. I don't have to think happy thoughts or see happy things, I just am.
Why do I feel this way? I think it is because I have just struggled through one of the most miserable semesters of my college career, and it is now completely gone from my life. Time has finally freed me from the chains of responsibility that bound me to the misery devices I have had to endure. I feel so free. I think I am, more than ever, looking forward to going home to my family, and that is all I have left to do.
It's very hard to describe how I feel, it's like there is something missing. Not in a bad way, though, like my nose finally cleared after being stuffy and clogged for months. Indeed a gigantic, sloppy metaphorical bugar has been removed from my mind, for it to flow peacefully to wherever it pleases. My mind is often blank as I am prone to staring off into space and daydreaming, but always in the back of my mind I am constantly weighed and haunted by long-term worries, stresses, and responsibilities. Now my current thought rests on the very mystery that we are discussing, and the back of my mind is absolutely blank. It is a feeling so alien that at first I was not sure quite what to make of it.
At first, I mistook it for boredom, that I had simply misplaced my worries, and if I didn't find them quick they would come back to haunt me. But upon further reflection, although I am doing nothing and desire to do nothing, I am not bored. I am satisfied by doing nothing. I have nothing to do anyway. Now that I think of it, this feeling is bliss, I am happy without having to do anything. I don't have to think happy thoughts or see happy things, I just am.
Why do I feel this way? I think it is because I have just struggled through one of the most miserable semesters of my college career, and it is now completely gone from my life. Time has finally freed me from the chains of responsibility that bound me to the misery devices I have had to endure. I feel so free. I think I am, more than ever, looking forward to going home to my family, and that is all I have left to do.
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Thanks pal, just rub it in a little more
ByDecember 16th, 2002
While Willow is playing with rubber duckies in his ocean of relaxation and un-responsibility (i made that word up, i think), I'm still trying to finish up some tedious work for a class I hate more than any other (except for chemistry) and more importantly, working like I've never had to work before.
I work at a shipping company whose name I'll not reveal for now. It has destroyed what little nightlife I had, and is on the brink of making me hate Christmas forever. Imagine a major shipping company in mid December... Now imagine a crappy supervisor, underpayed employees, and tons and tons of boxes from companies as big as the shipper, not to mention people sending gifts to their friends and families. Maybe I'm just whining too much, but my job really sucks. If you think you have an opening at your company, email me. Thanks
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