Yes I did drink that wine... 3/4 of a bottle. Felt fine in the morning though, who'd've thought. I rarely drink nowadays.
Bog standard journey yesterday. Strategic Management lecture really boring. Bah. So decided to graffiti my lecture notes with ideas on how to time travel/morph to a different space-time path. It is all rather interesting and I felt INCREDIBLY clever... I will not bore the blog with details though, suffice to say I did draw one interesting conclusion from my jottings:
To travel to a future timepoint on the destination SpaceTime path, you must manipulate that destination SpaceTime path to your existing SpaceTime path.
To travel to a timepoint in the past on the destination SpaceTime path, you must manipulate your existing SpaceTime path to the destination SpaceTime path.
See how I wrote that in italics? *flex* Makes me feel clever ^^
Last night I just bummed around on my PS2 and the internet really. Learned of the Fruityloops demo (a program I discovered at version 3, loved, forgot about, and is now at v7...) which allows you to use the $450 program for free. You just can't save.
'Ye Gads!' I hear you cry! Fear not, you can still export to wav and mp3 once you have finished your project. Although I am having to keep my computer on and FL still running every hour of the day. Never mind!
Something funny happened to me last night, something that has not really happened for a while. I got into bed at about 11pm expecting to have to get up at 6am for a lecture at 9am. At about 11.30pm, I felt a burning desire to check my email, so I did. Lo and behold, I had just been sent an email from my Friday lecturer saying there was no lecture today! I was most overjoyed. So I had toast to celebrate and went back to bed.
So I will work now on my Fruityloops creation. It's going to be very soft and mellow and possibly emo-based because that is the way I write...
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Friday, 19 October 2007
Tuesday, 16 October 2007
The coincidences of evil's residence
Well hello there.
Sometimes my life seems to move in waves. Recently, things have been happening that make me sit down and question myself, and the world around me. One example of such is 'coincidence'. Lately, I have been noticing a lot of things that appear to happen due to previous events. Mostly they are minor things. For example, I sat down to create this blog and decided to give it a Hitchhiker's GTTGalaxy kind of title. I don't know why, but it seemed fairly appropriate. Then, a few minutes later, I look up linkbacking on the help section of blogger, and they have an example showing Arthur Dent (the man from HHGttG).
One may simply put this down to coincidence. But for me it happens in 'chunks'. For ages I will go without having this happen to me. But then it starts happening ALL THE TIME. And by that I mean, 3 or 4 times a day something will happen that causes me to stop and think exactly what I'm thinking now. It is cyclic, if you will.
Saw Resident Evil: Extinction tonight. Pretty jumpy film, even for me. Seemed to be over far too quickly though. Lined up for a(another) sequel quite nicely. I was pouring a glass of water when I got home, and started thinking about what would happen if a virus or some such -was- to break loose and infect the human race. What would happen? What would I do? I doubt I have the confidence or leadership skills to be a survivor. But faced with a situation like that, would something be unlocked within me? Would a basic survival instinct override my psychological personality? And what is it like to be undead, anyway?
Nightmare journey on the way home from uni today. Ignoring the blatant screwup by the uni which resulted in there being no RM tutorial (meaning I had stayed for an extra hour and a half for nothing...), waiting for a bus, in the rain, for an hour and a half is not my idea of fun. These buses are supposed to run every 20 minutes. So of course, when one -does- show up, there are 50 people who are desperate to get home piled into this bus. Being 6ft 3, trying to sit on bus seats with no leg room, and squished in a window seat for a 1.5 hour journey home kinda makes me think 'is it all worth it?". At least I had my ipod.
Until it died 15 minutes into the journey.
I felt like screaming ARRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHH.
I want dinner. But I'm not hungry. But dinner. *runs*
Sometimes my life seems to move in waves. Recently, things have been happening that make me sit down and question myself, and the world around me. One example of such is 'coincidence'. Lately, I have been noticing a lot of things that appear to happen due to previous events. Mostly they are minor things. For example, I sat down to create this blog and decided to give it a Hitchhiker's GTTGalaxy kind of title. I don't know why, but it seemed fairly appropriate. Then, a few minutes later, I look up linkbacking on the help section of blogger, and they have an example showing Arthur Dent (the man from HHGttG).
One may simply put this down to coincidence. But for me it happens in 'chunks'. For ages I will go without having this happen to me. But then it starts happening ALL THE TIME. And by that I mean, 3 or 4 times a day something will happen that causes me to stop and think exactly what I'm thinking now. It is cyclic, if you will.
Saw Resident Evil: Extinction tonight. Pretty jumpy film, even for me. Seemed to be over far too quickly though. Lined up for a(another) sequel quite nicely. I was pouring a glass of water when I got home, and started thinking about what would happen if a virus or some such -was- to break loose and infect the human race. What would happen? What would I do? I doubt I have the confidence or leadership skills to be a survivor. But faced with a situation like that, would something be unlocked within me? Would a basic survival instinct override my psychological personality? And what is it like to be undead, anyway?
Nightmare journey on the way home from uni today. Ignoring the blatant screwup by the uni which resulted in there being no RM tutorial (meaning I had stayed for an extra hour and a half for nothing...), waiting for a bus, in the rain, for an hour and a half is not my idea of fun. These buses are supposed to run every 20 minutes. So of course, when one -does- show up, there are 50 people who are desperate to get home piled into this bus. Being 6ft 3, trying to sit on bus seats with no leg room, and squished in a window seat for a 1.5 hour journey home kinda makes me think 'is it all worth it?". At least I had my ipod.
Until it died 15 minutes into the journey.
I felt like screaming ARRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHH.
I want dinner. But I'm not hungry. But dinner. *runs*
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