I suppose I mentioned earlier (I _hope_ I did) that I finished my school effort in the end of June. Of course, my accursed teacher of that last class took four or five weeks to get around to GRADING it... so I didn't get my final grade until this last Monday (May 4), and THAT did propogate through the system until I nagged the admins Wednesday and Friday. So, I paid all the fees and so forth and so on and in a week or two, in theory (though probably without some additional hassle, all praise be to Murphy the farking bastard) I'll have a college degree. Finally. Worthless piece of paper that it is in every respect EXCEPT that it will lead directly to a promotion and new career path at work. Which was why I went there in the first place.
Actually, that AND the fact that I want to get my doctorate in a few years, after I recover. I think I want it in software engineering design / tools / systems. The state of "engineering" for software engineering is still mostly very poor. But that's a different story.
Mmm, Abbot Ale, imported from England, very tasty. Thanks Paul.
Today was pretty lazy... I really didn't do much, and I should have. The house is an amazing mess, needs vacuuming, picking up, etc. It's really quite a fright. But I just couldn't bring myself to care (my particular mental illness... I'm sure).
Annnnnd I didn't write anything. Nor practice Taiji. I didn't work on the dancing-notation software OR the notes. Nope, not a damn thing hardly.
DID go to a SCARE for a Cure meeting and somehow got on the script committee. Ahh well, I needed a Halloween Haunt project. This should be fun. Good people, good cause.
And we bought and installed a new ceiling fan in the master bedroom. A simple enough project, in theory, except that among all the many various extra pieces for all the many forms of mounting that were provided, the two microscopic screws that tied the light kit to the fan itself were... missing. I made it work out anyway, and it should hold together fine, but it was a nuisance. It's a nice Hunter fan, 52" blades, moves a BOATLOAD of air. Very nice, very quiet.
Yeah, that's the good part. Quiet. We _had_ a fan there, but it made noises; cheap nasty contractor-installed fan. We're moving it to the guest bedroom; my son can suffer the squeaks for a month when he visits!
Speaking of contractors... the retarded monkeys that built this house should be ashamed, and perhaps beaten with sticks. The wiring is retarded, and... retarded. I suppose I could go into great detail, but my battery is running low and I want to read some more panels of "Digger" by Ursula Vernon. Very nice webcomic.
With any luck, tomorrow will be more productive. We'll see. If not, then I claim... recovery time. From the last couple years of school, from flipside, from... life.
Posted by Edwin at June 9, 2007 10:24 PM