Diary

OK, after three days in a row when absolutely no one has even taken a look at my blog, I have to do something, even though I didn’t intend to. I am overcrowded with various homeworks, labworks and all the other shit I have to do or else I will get my head cheerfully chopped off my shoulders and I was thinking of taking a little break from blogging, but I can’t bear to look at the stats of my blog tumbling down.

First and foremost, yay for me and for my new band. I can already tell that the band is the most awesomestest band I have ever been a part of even if I have yet to play with them in a rehersal. The dudes are very fun to be with, very friendly, very approachable and outright great. I don’t know how all the music playing, rehersing and creating stuff will go, but I am sure it will be great as well. At least they seem to be quite good musicians from what I’ve heard.

This kind of brings up problem that arises every time when I join a band - what should I do with the material of my old, already dissolved band? I have weighed various options for a long time, but haven’t found a solution. On one hand, the material is great, the music is awesome, the lyrics are meaningful and it would be a pity if all of it simply disappeared. On the other hand, it is very, VERY difficult to get my previous band mates together for a reunion and recording the damn thing for real and for good. I want to do it badly, but they are simply unenthusiastic about it. This gives me another choice though - claiming the rights for all the songs and give them all to my new band, leaving the old bandmates credited for their input in small letters in the CD sleeve. Of course, I can be nice and only claim the songs where I had the most input (that would leave six songs out of twelve)… I simply don’t know.

Of course, sooner or later we will have new material with the new band and maybe it won’t be a problem at all, because I will forget the old band, but I think it’s more likely I will still want to publish the songs… And I’m actually hoping for surprise reunion next year or the year after that.

And now I go fuck with labworks again.

RIGHT NOW: Fucking with labworks, d’uh.

I wrote a blog entry a couple of days ago but I deemed it to be too stupid to be postable. See, I have some quality control here after all. And it wasn’t a very interesting rant anyway. No rants are interesting when written more because of boredom than anger.

Anyway, my great programming spree is over. A little test from Management is all that remains this week, and as far as I know, it’s going to be a piece of cake. A program for my friend was very simple and a joy to write (seriously!), even though the numeric method it implements sucks a lot. Well, that’s how it’s meant to be after all - easy things don’t work well usually. My own program… Well, let’s not talk about it. After I wrote a page of its documentation (yes, we are required to provide documentation for our programs), I decided I can’t bare it much longer and decided to rather get a zero for it than waste my time and brain cells. Linear algebra was never my forte and writing programs that implement the theorems of linear algebra - even more so. The third program - about concurrent programming using monitors - went fairly well though, which was kind of nice, given that I had only ten minutes to spend on it. Yes, I am fast.

Anyway, fuck the programming. It’s not about it. I can’t get my mind to programming anyway now.

My cat is quickly fading away. Just this morning she was able to jump up about a meter on a washing machine. Right now she’s lying on the ground with her rear legs almost completely paralized. It seems that cancer finally reached the vital organs and nerves, so she has maybe a week to live… if we don’t euthanize her, that is. I think we will do it, because it’s a really pitiful sight to see her like that. The poor creature… It’s a bit early to write all the good memories about the cat. It will quite probably be my next post. Right now I just wish that she will suffer as little as possible.

RIGHT NOW: Trying to make my cat feel comfortable during the last days (hours?) of her life. Death is a terrible terrible thing…

Fuck fuck fuck and fuckity fuck, it seems I spent last night thinking so much about the stuff I was going to blog about that I totally forgot to write anything in the blog! Very clever of me, especially when I don’t remember most of the planned stuff right now anyway. OK, so let’s try to remember everything…

First and foremost of all, I got an invitation to join a band. It is about a year since the last time I played in a band, so it came both as a pleasant surprise and a huge headache since most of my hardware wasn’t used for that period of time and my skills aren’t as mad as they used to be, and they weren’t too mad even then. Anyway, I believe I will be able to cope with it… barely. I have three programs to write in the upcoming week - one in Java, one in C++ and one in Python - and they must be finished until Friday. There are no other variants - either they are finished by them or I am dead. Of course, the wonderful part about it is that I have started doing none of them yet.

This brings me to another great thing - the meeting of Lithuanian Formula One fans. OK, I can clearly see some of the people who know me a tad better than average confused. Yes, you remember it right - I absolutely hate Formule One as it is now. Doesn’t matter really - I’m there to party and to promote some other racing series as well. However, this also means that I will most probably be absolutely unable to work on the three programs. This leaves me precisely four days and four nights for everything…

And I’ll be damned if I don’t make it.

RIGHT NOW: I have just spent three (four?) hours playing snooker online with my friend. That was quite fun actually, however, we’re both terrible players and have lots and lots of things to improve. Well, if we play it as much as we played today, it might take quite a short time… and I will have even less time for the programs. Argh…

Oh, and yay for my new haircut. People say I look like a human being at last… What a nice way to put it, isn’t it? Anyway, I kind of like it.

First and foremost, yay for the first snow this autumn! Since all autumns in this country are defined by absolute greyness of everything around, except the ground, which more resembles shit colour wise, and this kind of colours make me depressed all the time, I always enjoy the first snow. And the second. And the third. Snow is great. Right now it’s still mixed with a lot of water, so it feels yucky, and if there is wind, the overall feeling is terrible, but outside the window it still looks a lot better than the usual grey and shit brown landscape.

Other than that… Well, not much to write about. I promised my coursemate to get a haircut this weekend and blew it, because I had insanely lot of work (I stayed up until 5am on Saturday without spending a single minute on the internet, except for Wikipedia, where I had to look up the info I needed). Hence as of now I have twelve hours fourty five minutes to get the damn haircut, because that’s when I will go to the lectures and she will see me having broken my promise… which I, of course, do not want.

RIGHT NOW: It seems it was quite a while since I visited ICanHasCheezburger.Com, hence that’s where I’m spending my time right now. Also I’m browsing BoardGameGeek.Com for all the info I can find about Warcraft: the Boardgame and Starcraft: the Boardgame. I have plans to make a boardgaming group of some sort, and I want some cool games for that, and I figured these might bring me some ardent PC gamers. Come on, you have to leave that box of silicon once in a while, don’t you?

Oh… my… god… how scared I was today. Well, theoretically there was absolutely no reason for me to get that frightened, but theory and practice sometimes go differently. Anyway, there I was with one of my coursemates (the most favouritest of my coursemates, I must say, enter any droolings and overexagerated superlatives here you deem to be necessary). I was helping her with homework a bit (anyone who says “sure you were” in a sarcastic tone after reading this sentence will be shot on sight). I was perfectly informed that she has a boyfriend long time ago, but… let’s be honest, I hoped to never ever meet him. However, the damn bastard came to her today right when we were doing homework.

I don’t know, what got into me. We weren’t doing anything that might have upset him even slightly, but I still went “Oh shit”. I was ready to be killed instantly, smeared onto the wall or something else equally terrible happen to me. Anyway, I managed to gather my thoughts soon enough, so we just shaked hands, introduced ourselves… and I got the fuck out of there.

If you don’t understand, why should I feel scared of him… Well, I don’t either. But I would seriously rather not meet him ever again. That dude scares me just as much as that coursemate attracts, which is quite a lot.

RIGHT NOW: Converting Las Vegas oval from daylight to night. Saying that it doesn’t go too good would an understatement. However, given (the lack of) tools I use for it, maybe the result isn’t that bad after all. Anyway, I still think that the biggest problem with anything I and my online racing friends do is the lack of competitors, not quality of tracks, cars and other modifications we do. So if you know anyone interested in racing modded F1 Challenge 99-02… Champcar mod, to be more precise… feel free to inform them.

Hurray for me, as I finished my concurrent programming homework, yay! Actually, it would have been a very easy one, but professor decided to make everything quadruply difficult by imposing limit on the lengths of arrays. Not just any limit, but eight elements. Eight elements for a bloody application which works with 40 chunks of data! OK, I know, most of you don’t understand a shit and saying that I had to setup nine semaphores instead of one will not impress you. Let’s just say that it’s like making absolutely random things work in an orderly fashion - bloody hopeless and brain hurting.

Today during a lecture of complex analysis (I’m the only one mad enough to have picked that subject) professor made me a cup of coffee while I was busy solving a problem. To say that I was pleasantly amazed would be a serious understatement. Even knowing that I don’t like coffee all that much. Now that is what higher education in Lithuania is lacking a lot - interaction between students and professors on more levels than just lectures and studies. I am really impressed.

And I’m starting to think that it’s getting a bit too obvious that I really enjoy spending my time with one of my coursemates and try to go somewhere with her a bit too often… Ah well, like I care. Like my chances to score anything bigger aren’t infinitesimal anyway, so I think I’ll let the people think what they want to think.

RIGHT NOW: Thinking, whether I should put links to the stuff I am talking about. Maybe I can rely on my readers’ abilities to Google themselves? Hmmm… Anyway, right now I am listening to Pink Floyd - The Wall album, easily one of my favourite musical creations of the previous century.