In the past few weeks, lots has been happening, not that you'd know. There has been little progress on this site, although what little there has been would count as huge amounts elsewhere. As I wonder whether or not Jerumu could even understand his own code if he goes back to it at this point, I realize I have more important things to worry about.
I had to write some Bitmap conversion utilities for the GBA project; and at this point I'm getting the feeling that, save wei, I've put in more than my fair share of time getting this crap off the ground. Hopefully I get this little utility in some kind of usable form before 3 and a half hours pass and I go to work for the first time in a week. The unfortunate thing about BMP's is there are apparently different philosophies on how the raster data is stored; much to my confusion and chagrin. Needless to say, the incredibly stupid way that one site claimed ended up not being the right way, so I had to do a ton of prying to see why the data I was getting didn't make sense.
It really bugs me that I've missed tons of work the last month, but I just can't seem to get my ass on track. I sleep way too late (evidence: timestamp) and never manage to pull myself out of bed early enough to let me get some work in (let alone get class in). I just hope my boss is not too angry with me; although at this point he deserves to be. It doesn't help that I feel like, regardless of my activity, I will lose my position soon anyway.
My C skills have been coming back to me, as this utility is dipping into a fair bit of coolness, and the OpenGL class starts to pick up. Python is like an unreachable dream; a language I wish I could use for what I'm doing but have absolutely no clue how to use it in that fashion.
On the music front, the new strokes CD is out. I wish I had it, but I don't, and at this point I'm beginning a shoestring budget due to the oncoming trip to Turkey this winter and the oncoming lack of employment next semester. Man, life's rough.
I've been reading a fair bit about world stomping recently, mostly because of conversations with Shizer, and although I've always wanted to do something like that, now I want to do it more. I don't understand how anyone could live off of 10 dollars a day for 5 years, but if its possible then dammit I'd like to try. A little concerned about how much .. concern that the author expresses about thieves, but it'd still be a damned good time.
I have no Idea what the hell I'm doing, or how I'm doing. I think I'm an average president so far; not as good as I could be, but my apathy reflects their apathy, and then I feel nothing. I only know that I seem to be kicking the history of Turkey in the behind (which I just found out now and made me think positive thoughts for the first time in weeks), I'm doing about B-line in Foreign Policy and Graphics, with a big fat no fucking clue in Senior D, an Oh shit I'm fucked in Comp Arch, and seemingly a thorough ass fucking on the horizon in English Literature; ironic seeing as with the turkey trip I probably won't even need the class. My phone doesn't fucking work; as in, I cannot make calls or receive calls, or receive voice mail, or even call my phone and not get an invalid number message. So that has me pretty fucking pissed off. As for coding; which is the only thing I'm convinced I can actually do anymore, I haven't been doing much of it. What a damn drag. Well, I don't know about you, but I am UN Chien Andelusia. Ciao.