Pete's Log: beware the ska robot army
Entry #937, (Life in General)(posted when I was 22 years old.)
Chewbacca! Chewbacca! Lake Titicaca! Chewbacca's on a scooter, man! Holy crap!
But you know, while I'm on the subject of the aquabats, they've got a new album (well, ok, it was released in 2000, so not entirely new) that I don't own. As do Against All Authority. Those will both need to be added to the to buy list with a highish priority...
So today has been rather a miserable day, since I've decided to avoid caffeine for a few days. So I've had a pounding headache since early afternoon (which is about when I woke up). But it's been a productive day. I got paid, so I paid visa and rent. I took care of my IN taxes (they only owe me 42 dollars). Did some things for compilers. Upgraded malloc to kernel 2.4.3 (from 2.2.14 -- quite a jump, need to upgrade afs and vmware to work on the new kernel). Unsubscribed from a few more low-volume mailing lists. Did laundry. Wrote a rot13 program to have in my path, since there wasn't one in my path called rot13.
I also attempted to upgrade realloc to the latest ppc kernel. This didn't go so well. 2.4.3 seems to work for the most part, except for the mouse bit. So I wasted many hours today trying to get mouse support working, with no success. I plan to spend a little while longer battling that tonight. But I got disgusted with the whole affair after a while and so went home to do laundry. At home I watched Lone Gunmen (still a brilliant, hilarious show) and then the second half of the ND NCAA womens final four game. I'd seen bits of the first half during Lone Gunmen commercial breaks and knew it didn't look good. ND was down by as many as 16 points at one point in the game. But the second half of the game featured an amazing comeback, much fun. ND ended up winning by 15 points. Right on.
After the game I returned to campus and immediately went to taco bell with George, who consumed 8 tacos and a burrito. He's a madman, I tell you. Mad!!
And now I've returned to the ssr for round two of Pete v. realloc, widely billed as the match of the year. So I've got me some punk rock playing ("punk rock, shell toes, horns and halos" ... say what?) and will soon begin this battle. But first a few more observations...
I am tired of being tired. I think I've pretty much been sick for the past two weeks straight. But I think it might actually be two separate illnesses. Let's analyze:
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c | * **
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n | * **
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3/16 3/26 3/31 (today)
time
the above figure shows level of sickness versus time for the past two weeks. It's always been at a non-trivial level, but since monday or so, it's been on the rise again. And the early peak around 3/17 was more of a nose/head cold. The current illness bugging me is more of a sore throat kinda deal. Ugh. Normally I wouldn't go into this much detail over a cold, but I think this is the longest I've ever been sick in my entire life! And I'm always tired. I slept 13 hours last night and am still tired today. This whole being tired thing needs to go away, since a tired Pete is an unhappy Pete. But alas, what can I do? The plan for this weekend is to sleep a lot, have no caffeine, and drink lots of OJ and water. We'll see how it goes...
So email levels have definitely been decreasing. Today I got about 65 emails. Yesterday 62. Wednesday, when I had unsubscribed from plex86 and pgp-keyserver-folk, but not yet bugtraq, I got 85 messages. Before then I wasn't keeping track, but daily average was definitely above 100. So looking at today's mail, we see the following breakdown:
- email from computers: 25
- mailing lists: 12
- "mass" mails from friends: 3
- compilers related: 7
- other people's journal entries: 7
- research related: 1
- other personal correspondence: 9
- spam: 1
I did do some more work today to cut down the amount of mail I get from computers (I think that number should at least halve by tomorrow) and I unsubscribed from a few more mailing lists. Beyond that, I think I've gotten email to about the level I want it, so I'm happy, I suppose.
So anyway, it's two am. Time for the battle to begin.