CrazyHoboManisms

I just finished the longest math set ever. It took me at least TWO GOD DAMN HOURS!!! I wanna go out and uppercut a punk-ass or something.

Here is how much of the paper my math usually takes up (o represents blank space):


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And here is how much it took up tonight:

Side 1 Side 2
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That’s a lot of math. I’m sure this will go down in the history books as the worst math set Paul Neiland ever had to do. I’m just glad I’m done with it. Time to go celebrate!

A small private lake
Dogs play, water laps on shore
As people wakeboard

I went to a wakeboard competition on Saturday. It was awesome. Really chill, low key (there were like fifty people there), good atmosphere, free red bull, free bbq, free live band, lots of attractive girls. I must say it was one of the best Saturdays I’ve had here.

Hooray for laziness-induced brevity in blog-writing!

I’m feeking really ornery right now. Don’t mess with me! Maybe I’ll go out and punch some random asshole in the face. Yeah, that sounds like a good idea… but first I have to find some random asshole. Aw crap, that means I’ll have to get up and do stuff. Nevermind, maybe I’ll just go to bed.

I wish I had a programming class right now. Sitting here reading Othello has got me bogged down. I also have a math set to do, but I promised myself I wouldn’t do it until after I finished my reading since we’re doing exponential functions, which I am enjoying (yay for math nerds).

The only problem: the programming language they teach here is Ada, made by some crazy European people (with a large amount of Frenchmen involved) and used by just about nobody. I really do not want to waste my time learning Ada, and here are some reasons why:

-I already know C++, which is far more widely used and probably faster too
-Ada was made by frenchmen
-Ada is not case sensitive. What the hell is that about!?
-Ada compilers usually do not come with Linux systems, evidencing how (un)popular the language is
-Ada is different, and I fear what is different

Why can’t they teach a man’s language here, like C++ or Java instead of some kid’s programming language? If they named Ada something cool like Akoop (Ass-kicking object orient programming) I’d be excited, but it’s Ada, named after some Queen of some dumb country nobody heard of or some other dumb such.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna finish my Othello, do some exponential functions, then read up on a real programming language, like C++.

So I was walking up the hill, back from breakfast at the Viking Commons, and I passed by this pair of Jehova’s Witnesses. I got all edgy, thinking they were gonna throw bibles at me or something. One of them said “Hey, man.” I screamed “I DONT NEED YOUR DAMN JESUS!” I threw a fir cone at him and ran away as fast as I could.

Actually I said “hey, how are you doing?” to which he responded “Doin’ good, man.” I doubt I would ever really yell something like that to anyone and then throw a fir cone at him or her, much less a pine cone. I just got bored in the middle of reading Othello, a Shakespearean play, and decided to write something here. I guess I’ll go back to reading now. Ho hum.

I have stumbled upon such a blaringly obvious insight that I should have realized many, many moons ago: girls are dumb and have cooties. I don’t mean the head lice cooties, I mean the other kind. The kind you avoid girls for.

Ok, ok, give me a break. At 1:08 in the morning I’m sure everyone is somewhat prone to randomness. I suppose it’s time for sleep now.

Man, computers are awesome.

I got my laptop onto the network (boy did i have to work around ResTek’s security for that one =D), and now I can control EVERYTHING from it.

But I’m getting ahead of myself… This afternoon I got a video cable to run from my computer to our TV, and now we can watch movies from my computer on my TV.

I got my laptop working too, and I can access my main computer from it and run any command I could had i been using it. That means I can set my computer to run on the TV from my laptop, then run a video player, from my laptop. I can also run my music player on my main computer from my laptop. Who says a computer that’s more than five years old can’t do anything? This thing is even older than the first computer I got way back when i was in 6th grade, but what I can do from it is awesome. Now I can control junk from the comfort of my bed while doing homework or not sitting in the crappy chairs housing gave us.

That’s right, housing gave us crappy chairs. It may sound surprising, but when I first moved in the chairs were pretty comfortable. Then one day about half a week ago they came in and said there was a chair replacement request in our room. We fought hard to keep our old ones, but they took them anyway, and gave us pieces of wooden crap that destroy one’s back. Someday I’ll get back at them. They will know the meaning of discomfort! WAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA!!!!!

On a side note, I’m using the mouse plugged into my lappie with my left hand. It’s kind of awkward, but it’s actualy pretty comfortable. Maybe it’s because I’m left-handed… who knows?

The other night while walking to the dining commons with some friend I came up with the best way to describe a computer in terms of programming for it:

Computers are like waffles -

First you have the waffle, which is the central processing unit i.e. the brain of the computer. Next you have the butter, which is like assembly language. Assembly language is the language that one uses to talk directly to the computer, and is quite basic. Next, you have the syrup, which represents higher-level programming languages. This can be maple syrup, blueberry syrup, or other types of syrup. In a computer, you can program with C++, Java, and many other languages. A waffle is a perfect representation of the layers of a computer.

Man I love waffles.

It would suck to swim
When all the water above
Is a burning pool

(Listen to Dane Cook sometime)

It’s just that simple. Colin sucks. I’m not just writing that because he’s going to read my blog for the first time in a few minutes. It’s the plain truth. Colin, I hope you die from your cold.