Ahh, information visualization makes me... uh... wet. Tee hee. =)
So mmm mmm, check out Filelight for KDE on Linux. One, I love the concept. Two, a circle is a great geometric shape to work with. Very ideal, very smooth. Three, I love the purty colors. Seriously, it's a joy to know where my files are.
I love programming languages, or actually any domain of knowledge, that has philosophies attached to them. I'm a big user of the word "philosophy" because it encapsulates the essence about a given topic across different domains. So this page about hobby horses in programming languages is right up my alley.
As I was enjoying a tech-infused discussion with a friend, I again mentioned my love for Audioglaaxy, as I eventually do with all people. Googling for Audiogalaxy let me to this article about how Audiogalaxy's founder made FolderShare, a new software application for synchronizing folders.
I can't believe it took this long to make something so simple as remote folder synchronization. But I totally love the fact that FolderShare uses the satellite philosophy to conduct its business. That's totally in line with how Audiogalaxy worked. And anyone who knows me knows that I loves me some Audiogalaxy. Along with macaroni and meatloaf. But mostly Audiogalaxy.
After all this talk about high level languages that I've been reading lately, I think now would be a great time to start picking up on Ruby and Python. So, if that article on smart programmers who know Python are true, then maybe I can be a smart programmer, haha. Hmm... Just two more languages to add to my resume...
And speaking of resume, how ass would it be if I put "Ajax" on there... Like, technically, I know certain things aren't languages, like DOM, but I put it on there anyway, because it retains the sleek look of my resume (which I stole, haha). Hmm...
Ajax, Ruby, and Python. Buzzwords of a new century.
Feh... So many random thoughts to outline... I'm just gonna sprawl some out here...
First shot. Of tequilla. So good. I totally wonder why I didn't do shots before... I almost regret it. It was like Robitusin. The lime was like magic. All for my boss, Brian. Best boss ever.
Still being treated like shit... Dunno if shit begets more hate... So more misery, all around. Happiness is an illusion, etc.
Totally got busted at work. Web surfing, blogging, coming in late, not being awesome enough... So, time to straighten up for the next couple months. I'll show 'em. Although... I do have this bad feeling... Let's see how bad it gets. =( (Ruby on Rails will keep me company).
Hmm, what else.... Trying to consider the bricks as a serious home. At least temporarily. And oh expenses...
$800 minimum service charge. It's worth it... Sorta.
Ugh, life. So many difficulties.
And uhh so I thought about something. Time to clean up my act and not brood in public anymore. So this last message goes out to all my homies.
If you ever see me happy, I'm not really happy. It's just an extroverted ruse to get on your good side, as I've been trained in the ways of the Jedi.
Cheers to fakeness all over, and true misery in the deepest regions of my heart.
PS - If I ever have my own company, I'll be sure to not treat the new guys like crap. What if they have something to say? Maybe it should be a meritocracy. Ass.
You know how some people are like BFF-fanatics and psycho-killers... I'm so like that. I would totally turn into this raging, jealous killer.
"I thought we were best friends forever! If you won't be my friend, I won't let anyone be friends with you!!!!"
So, so terrible and tragic. But easy to relate to. I think.
So today's a good day. Lots of one ups. But I still have to doubt myself and wonder... Is it enough to overcome my usually sour disposition on life and existence as a whole?
Personally, I'm starting to think life is just a big game of tug and war, full of flirtation. Good little things like to make the world all rosey and sweet, while the evil things like to blanket the land. In the end... The dance of life just kinda balances itself out. Maybe at the cost my by inability to understand all of it at the same time. If I did, I'd be omniscient. I'd be God.
That's all I do. Judge people. And criticize. I sometimes even go out of my way to tell people how good I am at it. Hmm... I think. The problem here, as with a whole lot of things recently, is the whole unfortunate but true... You have to love yourself before you love others. And I make no secret of not loving myself. I mean, I am an INTJ, and I know I, or at least my ideas, are the shit. But still. I know that I'm not perfect. I have yards, yards, and miles away from being an assassin. One day, I will be. And you know, I'm kinda proud of myself for taking the right baby steps. But in all honesty, I'm not proud of myself. I don't take well to compliments. And yeah, I'm highly suspicious of people and their ulterior motives. All liars and cheats if you ask me.
So, I'm getting complacent today... And it sounds like a good day. But all it takes is a little personal reminder... Yeah. For all the technical literature I read and all the do-gooding I try to do, the world will never be as cool as I think it is. Let the dark clouds come on by so I can play, romp, and brood. Cuz I'm cool like that.
Sometimes my emotions get so fired up, when i wake up, i can't tell if the event was real or not. So let's say we get into a heated argument, in a dream.
When i wake up, i'll have to rationalize why i'm mad at you.
I can't help but shake the feeling that unqualified people are making all the decisions...
"Why, Mark, are you qualified?"
Yes... No. Hahaha. Well, my guess is... I'd do a better job than you. Besides, I have my good old "I'm always right" argument to back me up. So again, no slight to me. I'm just saying.
So... I did it again. Only after the fact. And it was... Totally useless.
I guess I got my wish. Something to dwell upon. =/
This is the second time someone's gone up to me on the bus and said, "Sir, you snore very loudly..."
That's funny. Ask me a couple weeks ago and I'm pretty sure I'd be down.
But now... It all seems so... Unfulfilling...
Dammit. I've been hit. Hard.
When I touched down at the park and ride, I realized how it wasn't really sunny anymore. Funny, I got home early enough. But nope... Those endless summer days are gone, and the world is coming to a close, at least for this season and cycle. As I drove home, the headlights on the cars passing by seemed to be a little whiter and a little more brilliant... I was looking forward to the darkness to come, maybe revel in it a little. Maybe I could be that little laser light INTJ piercing through the darkness... Perfect brooding grounds.
And on inferiority... I spilled again. So in response, I was accused of having an inferiority complex. I barely know what it is, let alone how to deal with it, but from what I've read so far, it pretty much summarizes how I've felt about people since as far back as I can remember.
I'm just saying.
EDIT: Replace "natives" with "cool kids" in this Wikipedia article and that's pretty much my life. It could explain my extreme affinity for imitating things and liking to hang out with the cool kids.
I will admit. There are certain things in life that give me pause. Even make me happy. A little bit. But those things take years and years to build up, only for fleeting inspirational moments. After that? What's left.
Well, I'm here to say that none of that really matters. Never being happy is truly the only way out... It's far easier to expect nothing of the world than to tolerate lies and falsehoods that build up your hope. In the end, you're just brought down. And the only person that can take care of you is yourself.
I refuse to trust anyone or let anyone know what's really on my mind. They don't care. And they can't help. They're just.... Entertaining me. And I won't stand for it. Now or ever.
But I will note... That for all of this melodrama... I do feel petty. I do feel angsty. And I doubt this is on par with world problems like poverty or disease. I'm sorry. I don't have any of that. All I have is my biweekly salary and something to complain about. Apparently that's not enough for me.
All this... Sparked over two seconds of nothing. Two seconds worth of useless time, enough to remind me of all the things I hate in life. And how nothing in the world, no matter how comforting, could possibly amount to the aversion and hate for things I have otherwise.
Moping and brooding is what I do.
If I was ever given the chance, you would never hear from me ever again. Ever. And this is me almost not feeling bad about it at all. Because if I leave everyone to the wayside, then I can see who really cares about me. Even then... Lies.
No slight to me. I've got it.
An extremely memorable birthday moment... I'll be sure to be as depressed and mope about it as I can. =) Just to remember.
But thanks a billion. We'll talk about it more.
I bet no one will remember. I'll give you 24 hours.
So I was thinking... One... It's very easy to warp reality with a nice set of rose-tinted glasses... And two... Now's definitely a tangible opportunity to make a real... Dent. A real difference. Consider it the founding of my school for assassins. Not only am I the president, I'm a member. Biatch!!!
Slashdot humor to the rescue, and a reference to the movie Hackers! My fave! Cult hit.
Dawn and Drew Show episode 2005-02-02
Phew... Not only is there a hole in my wallet, but I definitely feel like one of the cool kids now. Maybe one day, I too, could be a drug addict.
I look forward to the moments.
I just got schooled at work. I saw a bunch of batch and js files on a server and thought how bad could it be...
Scripting on Windows!! w00t! Amazing.
(Probably not as powerful as Perl... But access to scripting nonetheless, very cool. Maybe they should make it as prominent as Apple's scripting, which I hear is very dandy.)
(I'm trying to finish up the post by obtaining a screenshot, as well as getting to know other parts of the site better... But I think it's in the middle of being slashdotted. More later.)
This post is entitled "zerg" and contains the following conditional for commenting your code: "Ask someone else to look at your code. Every time they pause while scrolling, touch their chin, squint their eyes, furrow their brows, etc., it means you need a comment." Emphasis mine. Is that the face a zerg makes? A zergling dog maybe? Hive cluster for the win?
When a star footballer makes an winning play, he doesn't stop to explain it to the team beforehand. He makes the move. Scores the points. Gets on with the game. No time for talk.
Think about it for a moment:
You are that star footballer.
Crazy. And humorous. =)
And lastly: "These comments you speak of, they seem foreign and strange to me." I'm sure that tone of voice is a cliche from somewhere... Starfire from the Teen Titans Animated Series talks like that.
I mean, I guess they have a point. They wrote the darn thing. Sucks that some of the methods are non-standard, or at least stray away from favoring the standards. There's always forking. Hasn't failed us yet. Standards approach and quick performance, dedicated to IE. Mmm, optimization.
(Reference to derogatory fraternity t-shirt.)
Gabe: We're not here about [your drinking problem]. The guild needs a level 60 priest, and you need to cowboy up.
Tycho: You don't care if I'm drinking at nine in the morning?
Gabe: Man, I don't care if you do shots of Liquid Plumbr. Just, fucking, you know... Log on.