Tomorrow Dad and I are going to buy me a new graphics card even though I haven’t got my salary yet. 
But I will get it some day and I’m not broke at the moment so it doesn’t really matter. It’s some “special offer”.
Bye bye Geforce 2. It’s been nice knowing ya.
(And guess who’ll be telling tomorrow that a) didn’t get the card, b) the card didn’t work… Hey! I’m allowed to expect the worst. Then I’ll be nicely surprised if all turns out well.)
We had a 2-hour project meeting (a nice way to kill time, actually. What would I’ve done otherwise — the parser’s still not in my hands).
I made coffee.
I carried and set up the dishes.
(Then there was the meeting.)
I carried the dishes to the kitchen (in that I had help).
I washed the dishes.
I sure took a mug of coffee (with milk AND sugar) as a compensation afterwards.
I’ve been busy as a bee (with catering…) so that’s why I’m energized.
Now then, the odd people. At the meeting people argued (“Let’s not argue *again*”). Argued! And some talked with their hands (I don’t mean sign-language) so fiercely that I was afraid they’d fall off the chair (or start flying).
Don’t get me wrong, it was nice, entertaining and — above all — interesting.
I just got to work and the first thing I do is go get cold water from the … water… thingy. On my way there the Libraryman came. Quite a library man: probably 2 meters tall, bearded, crazy hair (Einstein-style), a black beret, and a handbag. He said good morning to me 
Last week the cleaning lady was just polishing the corridor in which “my” room is and she also said good morning Very kind people I must say. Maybe they had noticed me before and realized I’m a “regular,” e.g. yesterday I left from work at the same time with the Libraryman (Libraryman, Libraryman, Libraryman, Libraryman, Libraryman — I wonder if he’ll come kill me now… Oh, sorry… that was *Candyman* 
).
Oh well. I’ve also said good morning to the janitor but that’s because I had to do key business with him. Twice. (I changed rooms on the first week.)
Oh yeah, I finished reading Carrie last night. I gave it * * * *
Phew… I got results from the dreaded Prolog course. In most of the assignments I was clueless (I got them to work though… cluelessness has never stopped me from getting programs to work) and I worked on the final assignment — adventure game — for a looooooong time (to wee hours) and there was a pretty bad X-Files expert system too (2nd last assignment). Bad in the way that if you didn’t know how to answer (it was trying to recognise episodes based on various information) you’d get “No such episode!” (or whatever I had there…) in the end. I still got 2.5.
Today I’ve been coding (in Perl) a “Terminator” 
Actually, it’s a script that picks terms from the ontology I’ve made and formats them nicely in an XML file (for XSL transformations for example).
*lamp blinks above*
I just thought of an improvement…
*goes back to coding*
Now, there’s a new header image on both the index page (splash page… I want to have it for the counter) and the blog/etc. Simple, but I don’t think they look too bad.
I also wanted to test what it looks like to have two entries on a same day.
Updates… New pages, old blogs transformed to this look (no possibility to comment on them though) and a page about my university papers (titles only! ). I got the idea after getting the Stephen King paper this morning. You know what, Dad said I should send it to some translators’ magazine!! 
And I know the wedding thing is something *borrowed* (or old..) something blue…
I went to pick up my translation studies paper this morning (actually, I went to pick it up yesterday afternoon but the darn English dept was closed — “Notice: during summer this door closes automatically at 4pm”). We were encouraged to get the paper after it was graded because the teacher had written comments in it. Well, I got 3 for the course (grades 1–3) but I already knew that… There was a comment in the end (in addition to the ones in between the text) “Very interesting report and funny too!”
That’s all I think I should sign off before Mozilla decides to crash on me (it has done that, twice already… and I’ve got this far on both times…) And besides, we have a meeting at 10.
This is officially my very first Greymatter entry. Yes… I caved in. I thought I’d keep blogging “powered by coffee and noodles” — which still applies of course — but I wanted to try something new. Besides, with this I don’t need to have an FTP program and all the settings with me and I can blog anywhere.
There’s still stuff to do, I’m formatting my old blogs to this new layout as well as the all things me pages (domain, booklog….) but the other sections are still available as before. Please bear with me.
And believe me, I am going to make a better header image
Notice:
– Dates are day/month/year form
– Times are “military times”, i.e. 24 hour clock
– Ps. means there’s something more to the entry, usually “footnotes”. I don’t yet know how the feature could/should be used.
– You can use <b>, <i>, and <a> tags in the comments (bold, italic, and link, respectively). For example <a href=”http://www.SomeSite.xxx”>some text</a> [edit] the comment page will list the allowed tags [/edit]
Links (email or www) will be automatically generated, though, so you don’t have to worry about linking.
– Your email won’t be posted on the site, only your homepage address (if given).
Updates: Notes on Carrie in TGWLSK
I started playing Unreal II after I got stuck in an annoying place in Tomb Raider: Angel of Darkness (if you’ve played it: I’m stuck at the Ghost part… not because of the ghost but because of the damn picture…). TRAOD is a good game adventure wise (lots to play) but very bad quality wise. It has lots of bugs, suddenly Lara’s leg disappears and is replaced by a funny line that goes diagonally from her waist to the ground (I should take a screenshot the next time that happens…) or she shakes uncontrollably when she’s crawling under something (or running/walking up/down the stairs in a not straight line). Also, she goes nuts when she has a gun drawn (and there’s an enemy nearby) — automatic aim is not always a good thing I’ve noticed. Especially when it’s badly done. It’s VERY annoying when the enemy is somewhere below you… And, of course — there was the chipmunk + Lara thing (speech going too fast) which I got fixed though (by tinkering with the DirectX settings.
As I told a friend of mine, the game designers were probably concentrating on something else than the overall quality of the game (namely, the jeans-covered quality of Lara’s behind…).
STILL listening: Maroon 5 This Love
Last night I dreamt that we got a new dog — a white poodle that I suggested we’d name Simone (I just realized… it’s almost like Simon (name of my computer)). Dad’s been telling how he’s seen very cute bichon frishés; one of his colleagues (at least) has bichons and sometimes they visit the office — I saw one last summer.
Grhm… and I was going to refrain from babbling… (at first there *was* only that line about the update)
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Updates: Fanlisting check and I joined Brad Pitt fanlisting; I’m a real convert. I used to think he was only a pretty face along with Johnny Depp (and he’s really good too!) and Tom Cruise (still can’t stand *him*…) but he’s REALLY GOOD! Especially when he has to fake an accent. I mean *act* an accent.
I’ve also started liking Kiefer Sutherland because of 24 (2nd season)…
Dear Constant Reader,
Song of Susannah came out yesterday!! Not in Finland though, I presume.
Didn’t update (i.e. go online) today; I was playing Tomb Raider AOD all night… whoops. Addictive, especially cause I’m doing so well
Anyway, I had a dream about a flying squirrel that kept flying (or gliding) around and landing on people’s heads. It was a cute creature though. [Note to self: look for a picture]
Oh yeah, Hmph, some people (I sent myself notes on email from work about that dream and this)
I know my, let’s say, “formal restrictions” (I’m formally challenged 
in politically correct terms) and I dress accordingly. Not some people… noooo. There’s this girl whom I’ve seen at the bus stop a few times now, and she wears a pretty short college shirt and her belly shows from under it. You know, sagging from under it. You get the picture. And if you don’t, be glad about it.
Day 17 without my TV: BUT I got it back! And it seems to work! *hugs* ahh… smells good. TVs have a strangely good smell about them… maybe it’s all the dust and electricity and components. I don’t know. Anyway, yay! \o/
A bee got in while Dad was carrying the TV from the car. It (the bee) bumped into me even though I tried to shut the door quickly (but the wind/pressure change sucked the bee inside). Scared the bejesus out of me. (I’ve never been stung by a bee, and I’m not planning to be.) Funny, I had just read Man in the Black Suit (Everything’s Eventual) on the way home.
Yesterday I almost got photographed at work; they insisted there should be a photo of me outside the project’s room as there’s a photo of the others (but it’s so nicely arranged now that there’s 6 people, 3 pictures in a row). Well, as one of them said on the day I “moved in”, I would be teased They “threatened” to take a surprise shot one day.
Today at work I was invited to the coffee clique so tomorrow I’ll take my “Toxic Waste” coffee mug with me and leave it there for the time being. *gasp* What if someone steals it?!
Still listening: Maroon 5 This Love
Talking about listening… Today I took some CDs with me to work meaning to listen to them in the quiet hours (I’m there around 8:30am, others come around noon, they’re working part-time). Well, I did the necessary Linux stuff to get the CD working, plugged in my headphones — they were broken the other earpiece didn’t work at all, and the other made a crackling sound and only worked when I held the cord. Well, I went to ask if there’d be earphones to borrow and it started a Key Hunt. It was embarrassing!! The computer guy went to ask for keys from the office and the lady there (our other computer person) didn’t find them and kept looking everywhere. I kept saying it’s not so big a deal but they wouldn’t listen. Well, finally they gave up and I retreated to my corner. Luckily he/they didn’t appear with the headphones later in the day. Hopefully they’ve forgotten about it. Tomorrow I’m taking my other headphones which actually work.
Eh… it’s only 9th and I’ve produced this much cr….text. Do I have to start archiving semi-monthly? This text is already longer than the left side column… And me complaining about it only adds to the length Nitenite.
While I wait for the Agency to start on tv (oh yeah… Day 15 without my TV — I need a countUP) and listen to Maroon5 This Love (groovay!):
Every time I have a summer job, I wonder if should take up smoking (if you know me, you know that’s the last thing I’d do — and if you don’t know me, I’m telling you, I would never ever ever start smoking)… at least it would be a good excuse to take a break. But me, what would I do on a break? Suddenly stop working and start reading? I’m entitled to two 12,5-minute breaks a day plus at least a 30-minute lunch break. So far, I’ve picked up a glass of water every now and then and the other day I visited the library (at the dept., on the same floor even — and it was a book I used in the ontology-making). Oh, I did go to lunch when I was invited, on Tue and Wed last week.
Perhaps I could take a Virtual Smoke Break.
Anyway, now it’s time for the Agency, then Harsh Realm and then reading… I have to take Carrie [Eng] back on Friday. Luckily it’s a thin book.