Sad, is what it is

When the only reason you log on to email is to transfer code or files to another server.

TAGS are here!

So in an attempt to prolong the misery of my many labs I figured out tags for the blog today. And by figure out, I mean, actually do it. See how easy it is? It had to be, if everyone else has done it ages ago... so then I went back a ways and applied tags to old stuff. It turns out I have a lot of work related posts. Since we spend most of our waking hours at work I guess that makes sense. Second only to bus postings... I have a lot of observations about life on the bus.

other gems from today's class

current = cuwwent
desired (I have started hating hearing about choosing the "desired" selection)
retrieve= retweeve (we retweeve a lot of stuff in pwogwamming, pronouncing R's always optional)
error = "application error. contact your analysis." (uh, analyst?)
"grrr! i cannot type in the dark!" (or in the light)

what a nut... he's one of the reasons I've disappeared for a while, 29 days left! w00t!

what in ternation??

Mentioned several times in a lecture: "Alteration"
Written on board several times in a lecture: "Alternation"

Hockey neighbours

To say that my neighbours love hockey would be like saying all people like to breathe oxygen. They placed him in a private school this fall and recently pulled their son out of the private school in order to place him in a private hockey school. This is a good thing, as the private school made him cut his hair when school started, so it will still take a little time before the mullet grows back in.

When I moved into my house last year I noticed that there was a bucket beside the side door with 13 hockey sticks in it. This winter they poured a rink for their kids in the backyard. It's not just the kids that play, it's the entire family. But good for them!

PSD

A friend of my parents was interested in when I was finishing up school and what exactly I would be once I grew up.

"My next designation," I explained "is a CST diploma - Computer Systems Technology."
"Oh yeah? So when are you getting your PSD?"
"PSD?"
"Professional Student Designation..." (much laughter)

har har.

Better than knitting

It's my bunny now.

I think my mom wants me to learn a little responsibility.

And maybe how to be in a relationship.

I called it Foo, which is a computer joke, when you don't know what to name something you call variables Foo. My mom thinks that is hilarious because she remembers my favourite song as a kid was "Little Bunny Foo-Foo" which now that I think of it, is still one of the best songs ever.

Sooo... its name is Foo-Foo.

We name our pets odd names.

SIX WEEKS

It has seemed like forever but it is not. In six or seven weeks I may be employed again, not exactly finished school -- but almost. Yesterday I had talked to a program coordinator about my last two classes to finish up, but they run concurrently (and conflictingly on the same evenings) this summer. There will be no exceptions made for me. Sad, but I can deal with that.

Next Friday they're bringing in 18 employers (one single employer has 20 available positions) for the graduating class of 20 people, to which our semester is invited. The industry is feeling a crunch and talking with several others, it seems like the next five years will be hay-making time. The best part about next Friday is that the coordinator invited one employer, one that takes the entire company on a skiing holiday during the winter, specifically for me -- knowing my interests match the company's profile and realizing that I can finish two courses subsequently on my own time.

I am astounded. Overwhelmed. Six weeks left. I'm not sure what I'm feeling but it's similar to either ecstatic relief or petrifying fear.

Words of wisdom

Deadpan:

You might want to check my addition... I use a solar powered calculator and mark at night.

Recently, in H&M, something occurred to me

Trawling along behind someone who dashed into H&M in WEM it occurred to me that I don't much like going shopping with other people when:

1. I don't have money I want to spend (I have money but I'm just not in the mood, I think I might only like to shop by myself)


2. when I'm also not really in the mood for sitting in a change room watching someone change outfits, although I will wait patiently for my friends


3. when I'm wearing at least one too many layers and so I'm hot and itchy in my wool coat

Just then a lady turned around and sneezed on me.