i’ve stopped counting

I put up some random pictures on the denialofpurpose gallery.

Anyway, I’m starting to think the girls with a finite number of good things about them are either screwed up or have cancerous growths [aka boyfriends] and those girls with more than finite good qualities are just impossible by definition. Ack.

COP5555 Programming Language Principles seems to be a good class so far. But that’s only because we haven’t had any quizzes yet. We haven’t had any homework assigned yet. No reading assigned yet. Basically lots of a guy who lectures with the same speech patterns of Alan Alda with the ocassional game of Bejeweled to break the monotony.

And our home seems to have some sort of strange Telocity DSL-dampening field that lacks any ability to be measured, predicted, or corrected. It works fine until it senses that it is being useful, in which case it promptly turns off. Possibly a Bellsouth scam to force us to purchase their DSL service along with their strangely priced phone service.

All the obnoxious songs your children will ever learn, all packed into 4 CDs of agony. Favorites like “Do you know the muffin man?” “Here we go looo dee doo” “Eensy Weensy Spider” sung by the Stab Needles in My Ears Please Choir of Demon Children. All the musical beauty of jamming a fork in an operating garbage disposal.

Are you aware there’s crap in your intestines? This is unhealthy. Buy our product and your intestings will work like this sponge instead of this crap-covered sponge.

Please please please buy these Michael Jordan rookie cards. Only 6 easy payments of $4,999.95!

Well, it’s been a couple days since my last post as usual. An eterny in the world of web logs. But in the relative time scale, my webpage gets updated at the frequency our planet experiences a declaration of independence, while dave’s page gets updated at the frequency our planet experiences the Dead Sea Scrolls. So I feel I’m doing pretty good.

This week has been .. hmm .. an existence, I’d have to say. As if I’m not doing anything important, just passing the time until something important comes along. Making some observations, reading a book, watching the same obnoxious late night commercials day after day.

And now, the Computer Engineering Department Rant:

Every day I feel it’s less likely that I’ll get a master’s degree. The department that seems so good as far as national rankings are concerned is really nowhere near as good as I once thought it was. Some other student (who took the same grad-level operating systems class I dropped) sent an email to the grad and faculty mailing lists with a rant on how terrible that class was for anything other than mindless memorization and regurgitation. I wish there was a safe way for me to start a conversation with anybody involved to tell them that I completely agree, but I’m sure if something like that happened, that would pretty much make any further progress towards graduating impossible.

Two teachers in the department tend to teach all the operating systems classes. One teacher “taught” me undergrad op sys and I failed. The other one taught me the same and I passed with full understanding of the material. So then I took the grad-level op sys, unfortunately with the first teacher. I did so poorly that failing was the best I could hope for. Then I dropped the class and decided to try again in the fall. Haha, Eric. Guess what? The good teacher is going on sabbattical. (No, I can’t spell that word.) So yippee, I’m screwed.

How can you graduate if you have to pass a very difficult class that will only be taught by the worst teacher in the department?