Stored 1.5 year.
Friday, May 16, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
Why you shouldn't make bets
You end up watching the wrong team play. However. Navy shorts? Check. White top? Check. AGF thong? Check.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Being an Insider
After a few years at the university I've learned that people "on the inside" are different from people "on the outside." There is of course the difference between scientists and normal people but that is not all.
Before I started studying at the university, I didn't consider problems like, "I have two infinite sets. I wonder which one is bigger?" or "I have two unsolvable problems. I wonder which one is harder?"
The biggest change, though, is my humor. Among my friends references to xkcd are quite common. So is, "Oh, you haven't read the latest xkcd?" if somebody doesn't get a reference. But nobody ever looks weird and asks, "What is xkcd?"
So reading a geeky online comic is one thing. Another is the analogies. Over time I've made and witnessed a rather large number of obscure analogies. I think the worst one was when Thomas and I compared type safety and sluttiness. Frankly, I think everyone besides Thomas and I found that one weird. I still insist it makes sense:
Sluttiness will scare off (~reject) some guys just like type checking rejects some programs. It makes sense to discuss if the right guys/programs are rejected. It is a perfect analogy! Is sluttiness a conservative approach? That question makes sense! It didn't really get obscure until we started comparing not openly prudish guys with falsely rejected type safe programs … Even though I also think that one makes sense.
Anyway. Relating everything to something concerning computer science becomes rather common. Why wouldn't it? Everyone knows what we're talking about! At least everyone "on the inside." Personally I just find all these changes fun. It creates some common ground.
Before I started studying at the university, I didn't consider problems like, "I have two infinite sets. I wonder which one is bigger?" or "I have two unsolvable problems. I wonder which one is harder?"
The biggest change, though, is my humor. Among my friends references to xkcd are quite common. So is, "Oh, you haven't read the latest xkcd?" if somebody doesn't get a reference. But nobody ever looks weird and asks, "What is xkcd?"
So reading a geeky online comic is one thing. Another is the analogies. Over time I've made and witnessed a rather large number of obscure analogies. I think the worst one was when Thomas and I compared type safety and sluttiness. Frankly, I think everyone besides Thomas and I found that one weird. I still insist it makes sense:
Sluttiness will scare off (~reject) some guys just like type checking rejects some programs. It makes sense to discuss if the right guys/programs are rejected. It is a perfect analogy! Is sluttiness a conservative approach? That question makes sense! It didn't really get obscure until we started comparing not openly prudish guys with falsely rejected type safe programs … Even though I also think that one makes sense.
Anyway. Relating everything to something concerning computer science becomes rather common. Why wouldn't it? Everyone knows what we're talking about! At least everyone "on the inside." Personally I just find all these changes fun. It creates some common ground.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Thursday, May 08, 2008
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
Diabolic score card
Lars and my personal score card from this Monday. Notice the 666 at the bottom. We got -6 on the last board and our total is 66. With that in mind we can only squash our competitors from now on! ;)
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Monday, May 05, 2008
Enjoying a summer morning
The weather is nice, I can hear the birds, and the water is only a tiny bit cold.
Saturday, May 03, 2008
Friday, May 02, 2008
The Zebra Mug from Hell
My sister and her husband among many other things gave me these two mugs for my birthday:
When you lift them up, they make the sound of a zebra neighing. Fun and laughable, sweet and innocent? One would think so. Oh, one would. But as witnessed in this video,
the truth is quite another. One of the mugs is apparently obsessed by some evil soul causing it to neigh without any motivation whatsoever.
During any normal day this would just be irritating. Well, irritating doesn't quite cut it, but I guess it would be tolerable albeit very, very annoying. I live in a very small apartment. So imagine what happens when the Zebra Mug from Hell decides to start neighing at 7AM. That's right, I woke up.
I really didn't want to get out of bed and walk the 5 meters to my kitchen. But when the neighing didn't stop, I had to. I figured that maybe some other mug was teasing it causing it to think it was being lifted. It didn't seem so but I took out the mug and wrapped it in some clothes I had lying around, thinking that would fix it.
I hadn't been in bed very long before the neighing started again. I tried wrapping my head in the pillow but it didn't help. I could still hear the annoying sound. When I finally got up, I was so annoyed that I was about ready to "accidentally" drop the Zebra Mug from Hell on the floor. However, the better me won and I jammed it in between a few sweaters in my closet instead. That was the last I heard this morning.
When I finally got up, everything was fine and as the good person I apparently am, I freed the Zebra Mug from Hell and left it on my kitchen table. Here everything was fine until I got back from my grocery shopping. It has been neighing almost nonstop ever since.
Actually, just as I typed the above sentence the neighing stopped. I'll use the quiet time for studying!
When you lift them up, they make the sound of a zebra neighing. Fun and laughable, sweet and innocent? One would think so. Oh, one would. But as witnessed in this video,
the truth is quite another. One of the mugs is apparently obsessed by some evil soul causing it to neigh without any motivation whatsoever.
During any normal day this would just be irritating. Well, irritating doesn't quite cut it, but I guess it would be tolerable albeit very, very annoying. I live in a very small apartment. So imagine what happens when the Zebra Mug from Hell decides to start neighing at 7AM. That's right, I woke up.
I really didn't want to get out of bed and walk the 5 meters to my kitchen. But when the neighing didn't stop, I had to. I figured that maybe some other mug was teasing it causing it to think it was being lifted. It didn't seem so but I took out the mug and wrapped it in some clothes I had lying around, thinking that would fix it.
I hadn't been in bed very long before the neighing started again. I tried wrapping my head in the pillow but it didn't help. I could still hear the annoying sound. When I finally got up, I was so annoyed that I was about ready to "accidentally" drop the Zebra Mug from Hell on the floor. However, the better me won and I jammed it in between a few sweaters in my closet instead. That was the last I heard this morning.
When I finally got up, everything was fine and as the good person I apparently am, I freed the Zebra Mug from Hell and left it on my kitchen table. Here everything was fine until I got back from my grocery shopping. It has been neighing almost nonstop ever since.
Actually, just as I typed the above sentence the neighing stopped. I'll use the quiet time for studying!
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Monday, April 28, 2008
Choosing My Own Way
Up until perhaps a year ago I assumed that when I grew up, I would get a job I liked, find a guy I liked, get married, have children, live in a house outside the city, and eventually grow old or something. Why? Because that's just what people do. It's somewhat expected. I've heard more than one of my single friends complain that their family keeps asking/hinting about settling down and getting married.
Lately, though, I've been thinking that this probably isn't for me. Sure, thumbs up at the job thing. And I probably endorse the growing old thing as well. But the rest? Not so much.
I like living in the city. I like to be close to everything and able to walk around when I want to go somewhere. I think paying more for something smaller that is closer to the city is well worth it. My current apartment is tiny but I love living here more than I've done any other place in my adult life. It's close to where I want to go. I don't have to take care of a garden. The noise from the traffic calms me. It's perfect for me.
When it comes to children, I tend to surprise people. I totally like children. I think they are adorable and fun. But I'm also very aware that having your own is something quite different. It's a huge responsibility. You're accepting a job that you can't just quit when it's not fun anymore. That is not a responsibility I want. Most people I know want to have children some day. I don't really feel that strong about it either way. But I do think that if you decide to have children, it should be because you feel really strong about it. So unless something changes, yeah. It's a no go with the children thing.
I feel sorta the same way about marriage. It's not something that is important to me. Unless you have children I don't see a reason to get married. The important thing in a relationship is not that it is "official". The important thing is the people in it. Plus I find wedding traditions concerning purity and ownership to be utter bullshit.
So what about just finding a guy I like? Well, I've found several. Those are my friends. When it comes to a just "you and me" romantic relationship, though, I'm more sceptic. Again, it's not something that is really important to me. The point of my life is not to find some soul mate or whatever. I just wanna be me and have fun.
I remember many years ago when a school teacher talked about puberty and how we would change a lot during that time and might not even recognize ourselves when we were done. I also remember being 19 or 20 and thinking, "I'm pretty much the same as always just older and a bit more mature." The last 4 years, however. I'm a very different person now than I was back then. But it's nice to know I'm choosing my own path in life.
Lately, though, I've been thinking that this probably isn't for me. Sure, thumbs up at the job thing. And I probably endorse the growing old thing as well. But the rest? Not so much.
I like living in the city. I like to be close to everything and able to walk around when I want to go somewhere. I think paying more for something smaller that is closer to the city is well worth it. My current apartment is tiny but I love living here more than I've done any other place in my adult life. It's close to where I want to go. I don't have to take care of a garden. The noise from the traffic calms me. It's perfect for me.
When it comes to children, I tend to surprise people. I totally like children. I think they are adorable and fun. But I'm also very aware that having your own is something quite different. It's a huge responsibility. You're accepting a job that you can't just quit when it's not fun anymore. That is not a responsibility I want. Most people I know want to have children some day. I don't really feel that strong about it either way. But I do think that if you decide to have children, it should be because you feel really strong about it. So unless something changes, yeah. It's a no go with the children thing.
I feel sorta the same way about marriage. It's not something that is important to me. Unless you have children I don't see a reason to get married. The important thing in a relationship is not that it is "official". The important thing is the people in it. Plus I find wedding traditions concerning purity and ownership to be utter bullshit.
So what about just finding a guy I like? Well, I've found several. Those are my friends. When it comes to a just "you and me" romantic relationship, though, I'm more sceptic. Again, it's not something that is really important to me. The point of my life is not to find some soul mate or whatever. I just wanna be me and have fun.
I remember many years ago when a school teacher talked about puberty and how we would change a lot during that time and might not even recognize ourselves when we were done. I also remember being 19 or 20 and thinking, "I'm pretty much the same as always just older and a bit more mature." The last 4 years, however. I'm a very different person now than I was back then. But it's nice to know I'm choosing my own path in life.
Friday, April 25, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Growing up
One of my favorite quotes is, "You don't stop playing because you get old. You get old because you stop playing." Anybody knowing me just a little can testify that when it comes to fun, I'm such a big child. I often joke that I'll never grow up. While this is hopefully true for the fun part, there is also all the other stuff.
Last September I moved into my very own apartment. Very own in the sense that I own it. Having the bank loan me an amount that ridiculous was quite a weird feeling. They were lending me more than 20 times the largest amount I've ever had in an account. Seeing my name on the deed was even more weird. I kept having this feeling that at some point they would discover that I wasn't really an adult and tell me, "Well, that was fun. Now stop pretending to be an adult!" Naturally they haven't done that yet.
If everything goes well, I'll finish my thesis this year. This means I have to go and get a job out in the real world. That invokes sort of the same feeling, that I'm pretending to be an adult. Even though I turned 23 last week*, I don't really feel like an adult. At least not that kind of an adult. Though I can feel myself slowly adjusting to the thought. However, I still don't feel like an adult in the same way that my parents are adults. Or just the way my sister who's married and has a child is.
Even so I know I'm growing up. I'll see myself making responsible decisions and in general just acting more emotionally mature. I like it. It's nice to avoid drama. It feels good to remove myself from situations I don't want to be in. I like feeling in control of my own life.
But mostly the process reminds of when I first started at the university. After the first half or whole year, sure, I felt that I had learned a lot. But I didn't realize exactly how much until I talked to somebody from "the outside". I would take thing for granted that other people had never heard about and use technical terms as part of my everyday language. I didn't notice that in my everyday life because everybody else around did the same thing.
Growing up is kind of the same to me. I'll notice but since everybody around me is acting more adult and responsible as well, I wont see just how much until I meet people who aren't grown up even though their birth certificate says they should be. And yeah. Then I feel all proud of myself and stuff.
*My birthday was Thursday. The weather was nice and sunny Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, yesterday, and today. Thursday it was rainy and somewhat cold. Go figure!
Last September I moved into my very own apartment. Very own in the sense that I own it. Having the bank loan me an amount that ridiculous was quite a weird feeling. They were lending me more than 20 times the largest amount I've ever had in an account. Seeing my name on the deed was even more weird. I kept having this feeling that at some point they would discover that I wasn't really an adult and tell me, "Well, that was fun. Now stop pretending to be an adult!" Naturally they haven't done that yet.
If everything goes well, I'll finish my thesis this year. This means I have to go and get a job out in the real world. That invokes sort of the same feeling, that I'm pretending to be an adult. Even though I turned 23 last week*, I don't really feel like an adult. At least not that kind of an adult. Though I can feel myself slowly adjusting to the thought. However, I still don't feel like an adult in the same way that my parents are adults. Or just the way my sister who's married and has a child is.
Even so I know I'm growing up. I'll see myself making responsible decisions and in general just acting more emotionally mature. I like it. It's nice to avoid drama. It feels good to remove myself from situations I don't want to be in. I like feeling in control of my own life.
But mostly the process reminds of when I first started at the university. After the first half or whole year, sure, I felt that I had learned a lot. But I didn't realize exactly how much until I talked to somebody from "the outside". I would take thing for granted that other people had never heard about and use technical terms as part of my everyday language. I didn't notice that in my everyday life because everybody else around did the same thing.
Growing up is kind of the same to me. I'll notice but since everybody around me is acting more adult and responsible as well, I wont see just how much until I meet people who aren't grown up even though their birth certificate says they should be. And yeah. Then I feel all proud of myself and stuff.
*My birthday was Thursday. The weather was nice and sunny Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, yesterday, and today. Thursday it was rainy and somewhat cold. Go figure!
Monday, April 21, 2008
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