I'm sick of 30 something year old Josh flirting with 15 year old Asta...I don't like Negaar asking me why bicyclists won't stay on the sidewalks...and complaining about how they're always in her way when she's driving.

I wish Virginia Woolf weren't so tedious. I wish Boulder Bookstore actually had books.

Video games are stupid. Mozer won't email me back. It's been four days since I last heard from him, and I keep sending messages. Perhaps it's time for yet another. I got screwed again. He decided not to submit the neural network for NIPS (he has two other papers for that conference, so why does he need mine?)

Friday I'll be certified to weld....but, the shop's only open for two days next week.

I live Avril...But it's bad pop...and she's absurdly beautiful...Maybe that's why I like it. Pathetic.

The new Red Hot Chili Peppers album is really quite bad. The new Bowie Album is much better.

1. I can if I wish arrange to be in the company of people of my race most of the time.
2. If I should need to move, I can be pretty sure renting or purchasing housing in an area which I can afford and in which I would want to live.
3. I can be pretty sure that my neighbors in such a location will be neutral or pleasant to me.
4. I can go shopping alone most of the time, pretty well assured that I will not be followed or harassed.
5. I can turn on the television or open to the front page of the paper and see people of my race widely represented.
6. When I am told about our national heritage or about "civilization," I am shown that people of my color made it what it is.
7. I can be sure that my children will be given curricular materials that testify to the existence of their race.
8. If I want to, I can be pretty sure of finding a publisher for this piece on white privilege.
9. I can go into a music shop and count on finding the music of my race represented, into a supermarket and find the staple foods which fit with my cultural traditions, into a hairdresser's shop and find someone who can cut my hair.
10. Whether I use checks, credit cards, or cash, I can count on my skin color not to work against the appearance of financial reliability.
11. I can arrange to protect my children most of the time from people who might not like them.
12. I can swear, or dress in second hand clothes, or not answer letters, without having people attribute these choices to the bad morals,the poverty, or the illiteracy of my race.
13. I can speak in public to a powerful male group without putting my race on trial.
14. I can do well in a challenging situation without being called a credit to my race.
15. I am never asked to speak for all the people of my racial group.
16. I can remain oblivious of the language and customs of persons of color who constitute the world's majority without feeling in my culture any penalty for such oblivion.
17. I can criticize our government and talk about how much I fear its policies and behavior without being seen as a cultural outsider.
18. I can be pretty sure that if I ask to talk to "the person in charge," I will be facing a person of my race.
19. If a traffic cop pulls me over or if the IRS audits my tax return, I can be sure I haven't been singled out because of my race.
20. I can easily buy posters, postcards, picture books, greeting cards, dolls, toys, and children's magazines featuring people of my race.
21. I can go home from most meetings of organizations I belong to feeling somewhat tied in, rather than isolated, out-of-place, out numbered, unheard, held at a distance, or feared.
22. I can take a job with an affirmative action employer without having coworkers on the job suspect that I got it because of race.
23. I can choose public accommodation without fearing that people of my race cannot get in or will be mistreated in the places I have chosen.
24. I can be sure that if I need legal or medical help, my race will not work against me.
25. If my day, week, or year is going badly, I need not ask of each negative episode or situation whether it has racial overtones.
26. I can choose blemish cover or bandages in flesh color and have them more or less match my skin.

I'm being forced to download Dreamweaver 4... My 40gig IBM drive fried itself, taking ~16gig of mp3s, much of my pirated software, my old email, and most of my school work from last semester. There are usually two copies of all this stuff, but I was reinstalling, and had just formatted one of the copies... The pain... The horrible pain...

This, just after my old Voodoo 5 fried itself... (Note the two fans... It was spiffy) I just got a Radeon 8500 (dual head) to replace it. I bought the Voodoo over a year ago. It had a 250 mhtz processor, and 64mb ram. It cost about $80 at the time. The Radeon has a 266mhtz processor, and 64mb ram. It cost $120... Moore's law has failed me.

In other news, Mozer has un-screwed me. I may get a paper published at NIPS in Toronto in something like 2 or 3 weeks. I can apparently even graduate this fall. Hello dismal professional life...

I was reading a book of neo-Platonism that my mother sent me, called The Secret Life of Puppets. It claimed that since man is made in god's likeness and image, then puppets are also made in god's likeness and image.

According to a Trident-goer named Rocky, Nietzsche actually wrote the same thing something like 120 years ago. Though, apparently, he was writing about Pinocchio... Not that I know where this was written, we must trust Rocky. Have faith in Rocky...

And Devin made a web page... He's a datamaster. Sounds sexy... If I were a datamaster, I bet women would love me...

It turns out LA isn't very interesting either. It seems like a large excuse to spend money, particularly on cars. I can't help wondering if the world would be better off if Southern California dropped into the ocean (and sank).

Kristian is apparently at his club lifting weights, and I am sitting in his room, using his DSL connection. I'm ready to go home, but too tired to leave tonight because his insane NO addicted (is that even possible) roommate kept me up last night rearranging the room I was trying to sleep in.

"God does not play dice with the universe."       -Albert Einstein "Not only does god play dice, but he throws them where they cannot be seen."       -Stephen Hawking

I detest everything2.com. It's like being in elementary school again. I get yelled at constantly and for no reason. My definition of convergence (straight out of my analysis book) got branded as being for "non math types." I guess if I'd made it confusing it would have been ok...

I put a nonplatonic node up, but that got me bitched at. Everyone (3 people) thought I'd stolen the fucking definition I wrote myself from somewhere. The strange part is that I want to be accepted by that virtual community, even if everyone keeps deleteing my nodes. And there's no node for
"flock of seagulls haircut" "Celine" or "Mirror Shades." The first two got deleted for some reason...

So, I'm angry. Maybe I'll flood ping their servers sometime...

"We are all guilty of crime the great crime of not living life to the full.

But we are all potentially free.

We can stop thinking of what we have failed to do and do whatever lies within our power.

What those powers that are in us may be no one has truly dared to imagine.

That they are infinite we will realize the day we admit to ourselves that imagination is everything.

Imagination is the voice of daring."

--Henry Miller

Tyger Tyger burning bright,
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies,
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare sieze the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? and what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil ? what dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!

When the stars threw down their spears
And water'd heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger Tyger burning bright,
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

-William Blake

I ditched class all day to get my stupid Set Theory homework done. Then, he changed the due date to Monday... wonderful. Supposedly the Naropaites are having a party tonight. I can talk to depressed artists about staring at the sun and trying to remember one's name... And now I'm going to go to sleep...because it's 4 in the afternoon...and I'm to tired to do anything... This woman is way to excited...I hope I'm that happy when I finally lose it...(It'd be nice to be that attractive as well). The trip to Moab got cancelled; I don't get to go biking. That is sad. It'd even be nice...It's really cold here, so it's probably reasonable in Moab...assuming it wouldn't snow on Vail pass again...ah snowbanks... Apparently she's French...It figures...Fuck Celine~! My new mantra...I guess I never had one to begin with...

I don't want to be a programmer. I don't want to be a mathematician. I used to get excited about going to school... I even enjoyed doing geometry homework.

I want to build things... bicycles, buidlings, whatever... Nobody cares if my stupid neural network works. Hell, even if I finish it'll probably just end up in the proceedings for some conference I won't even get to go to.

So pointless...

I don't want to end up like those people on the hill who drink coffee all day and stare at the sun. One of them was friends with Hilary. I think his name is Rich. Please, no...

I'd kind of like to be a writer, but no one would pay to read what I write.

My current solution is to be a landlord. Work for 20 years, until I'm 40, and by then I should have enough equity in various buildings to live on the rent. That would be nice. I could be like Gene. I could talk about how wonderful Shrub is for the economy all day.

And now I should code some more. I'll probably post again in a few hours...once I'm really sick of coding...oh, wait, I already feel that way...

Aleph-null bottles of beer on the wall, Aleph-null bottles of beer You take one down & pass it around Aleph-null bottles of beer

Programming beer

I've had enough monkey, cried father.

You didn't eat the hands, and I went to all the trouble to make onion rings for its fingers, said mother.

I'll just nibble on its forehead, and then I've had enough, said father.

I stuffed its nose with garlic, just like you like it, said mother.

Why don't you have the butcher cut these apes up? You lay the whole thing on the table every night; the same fractured skull, the same singed fur; like someone who died horribly. These aren't dinners, these are postmortem dissections.

Try a piece of its gum, I've stuffed its mouth with bread, said mother.

Ugh, it looks like a mouth full of vomit. How can I bite into its cheek with bread spilling out of its mouth? cried father.

Break one of the ears off, they're so crispy, said mother.

I wish to hell you'd put underpants on these apes; even a jockstrap, screamed father.

Father, how dare you insinuate that I see the ape as anything more than simple meat, screamed mother.

Well, what's with this ribbon tied in a bow on its privates? screamed father.

Are you saying that I am in love with this vicious creature? That I would submit my female opening to this brute? That after we had love on the kitchen floor I would put him in the oven, after breaking his head with a frying pan; and then serve him to my husband, that my husband might eat the evidence of my infidelity ... ?

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