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      <pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2003 09:39:47 GMT</pubDate>
      <title>14 Apr 2003</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Heh. I'm not precisely sure why I chose to
update this now, after so much neglect. It's been nearly a year since
I've written a journal entry, and I suspect I've not been
missed.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;School&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; Nevertheless, my honors thesis is but two
days away from completion, or at least it had better be. Reality is,
I've got a broken implementation and a paper that's really not very
good when it comes right down to it. Not exactly a place I would like
to be, but that's life, eh? Then a week after I turn this horrific
thing over to my readers, I get to defend. And there are enough holes
to drive a Mack truck through, realistically. I'm not really sure
whether or not I'll even get honors. All I can do is hope for the
best. &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;
In a weird stroke of fate, that talk on Rectilinear Art Galleries
ended up interesting me enough that my capstone in mathematics is
based on it. There's an utterly beautiful proof that the floor of n/4
guards is all that's required to quadrilateralize a rectilinear
polygon, but it's incredibly dense. My capstone ended up being a huge
explanation of the paper and what it was actually saying in slightly
less condensed terms.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hmmm. What to say? Life outside of classes
has been great, modulo not seeing my friends very often. Fate was
kind, and dropped a wonderful girl into my lap almost literally. Funny
how things like that sometimes work out. I've even got a future of
sorts - working for the big H again this summer and then taking off to
Northeastern for graduate school. I'm going to shoot for the stars
like I've always wanted to since my grandpa showed me his doctorate
and see if I can get mine. NEU has one of the best programs in
programming languages(it's so much nicer abbreviated PL, but only
Damian can pull off a Ph.D in Perl) going these days, so that should
be a great experience. Boston is sorta ruinously expensive, but hey,
that's tricks. I'm sure I can find cheap housing somewhere, and I
can't complain too much - a stipend is livable if I don't get too
extravagant and maybe the summer can provide a nest egg. Problems with
carpal went away once I got a couple of ergo keyboards and started
lifting weights three times a week - my wrists strengthened up and
apparently so did my hands.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="music"&gt;Nothing. Music seems
to have lost it's shine these days. I listen less and less. The past
year has seen lots of jazz of the old-school variety, lots of Sinatra
and other crooners, and lots of clean ambient like A Silver
Mt. Zion. Music for the ups and downs of life, I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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      <pubDate>Fri, 21 Jun 2002 06:00:16 GMT</pubDate>
      <title>21 Jun 2002</title>
      <link>http://www.advogato.org/person/olandgren/diary.html?start=221</link>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I've been having a lot of problems with carpal tunnel, which is why my diary entries have basically ceased. Frustrating, but that's life.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hacking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Access to cable television has led me to decide that I want to do some screen-scraping of various sites like &lt;a href="http://www.scifi.com/schedulebot/" &gt;the scifi schedulebot&lt;/a&gt; to check for various things. I've also been playing with LWP in all of its various forms a lot more. I've also been steadfastly avoiding working on my honors thesis, which is no doubt a bad thing.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Work&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Lots of cool stuff. Looking at some abstraction mechanisms with regard to distributed object systems, and porting software over to QNX. Hopefully porting software to a supposedly POSIX compliant OS won't be that hard -- but I'm not holding out any hope. Nonetheless, it's cool stuff, and I get to work with the same great people.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hmmm. Lots of interesting things, but I'm not entirely sure what I've talked about already. A couple of friends of mine hooked up romantically, which has taken a bit of getting used to. Ummm, what else. Imported men can sometimes be duds. DJ Shadow does an awesome concert though, which I was happy to see. I've gained a bunch of weight through bad eating habits that needs to come off somehow. It might also be a product of the fact that I've now got access to the ability to assuage my hunger for baseball on a nightly basis. It's a bad thing to be able to do. I discovered that I'm never going to be able to buy a really nice AV system -- I'll never leave the house. Sorta lonely, in the sense that I've got lots of good friends, but not really anyone that I can confide in anymore because they're all either engaged in a relationship and in their own world or offlimits because I don't trust my own behavior. Fun and games. Maybe a weekend with family will help reset eating patterns and rebuild a couple shreds of self-confidence.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="music"&gt;Five Speed - What's our Dilemma?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2002 01:51:14 GMT</pubDate>
      <title>11 May 2002</title>
      <link>http://www.advogato.org/person/olandgren/diary.html?start=220</link>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rant&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sometimes societal standards really bother
me. A particular incident tonight just sorta rubbed me the wrong
way. There's a local bar in the area, the Groveland Tap. It's a great
place to hang out, chat with friends, and just generally have a
pleasant evening. They've got a couple of pool tables in the back,
lots of TVs, random bar games, and the best fries known to man. Now,
they run a pool league, so the area around the pool tables is
nominally 21+. This is posted on a "sign" (read an 8x11 piece of paper
posted 10 feet up on the wall in small font) which is over the
entrance to the inside of the back room. I say nominally because there
are regularly kids playing the various games, while adults use the
pool table. Some friends of mine and I decided to go out for the
evening. I'm the only one under 21, but we figured it wouldn't be a
problem as it never had been before. I just don't drink, and all's
well. This time, we go to the back, order a pitcher and some fries,
and while the waitress is checking IDs I politely note that I'm not 21
and she should just bring 3 glasses. For the record, pool season isn't
in session, and there were open tables when we came in. The waitress,
upon having this suggested, decides to check with her boss to see
whether this is OK. She returns to inform us that I am not allowed in
the back area, but am more than welcome at the bar up front or any of
the booths up there. She then leaves. My friends express an interest
in finishing the game of pool they had started, and the waitress OKs
that. 20 minutes later, my friends are just getting done(not
especially good at pool), and the waitress hasn't been back or
complained at all. We figure that they decided to officially chastise
me but then shrug their shoulders, and so start another
game.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; Heh. So much for that. The bouncer(a
short, muscular gentleman with a very aggressive demeanor), comes back
and declares that whoever is 21 needs to leave now or be "forcibly
ejected." This, of course, applies only to me and not the 13 year old
kid sitting at one of the bar games on the next table over. *shrug* I
guess it's just really frustrating that I wasn't breaking the law, had
no desire for any alcohol that night, pool league was not in session
so they didn't need the 21+ rule on the tables, and they still kicked
me out of the back because I was polite and acknowledged I was not
21. That, combined with the fact that "supervised children" appears to
mean that your parents are somewhere in the bar, is just a tad bit
annoying. The thing that makes me annoyed about this is that treatment
at the bar depends almost completely on the waiter/waitress. I have
friends under 21 without fakes who are regularly served alcohol at the
Tap -- they just don't get carded. Heh. I guess a pool cue is more
dangerous than a pint glass.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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      <pubDate>Sun, 5 May 2002 07:15:32 GMT</pubDate>
      <title>5 May 2002</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;School&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm in the home stretch now. It's really
interesting - Friday was my crunch day, the day when everything was 
supposed to fall apart, but it didn't. I somehow managed to get
everything done. There's still a decent amount of stress left, but
it's stuff that I'm pretty sure that I can handle.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;The proposal for my honors thesis is submitted, and I
didn't even get an option of doing one. The chair of the department
addressed me by name and said "You owe us an honors thesis" when my
proposal was a day late. It should be a lot of fun.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hacking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hah! Other than having written a 400+
line Perl script that I can't test yet because it requires
administrator access to do a lot of the stuff and I don't have
that. Just hoping that none of the stuff it does ends up wiping out
people's accounts. &amp;lt;grimace&amp;gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Work&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sounds like my job is more or less set up
for the summer. I start work on the 22nd. It sounds like I'll be doing
a lot of the same stuff I was over January, and I'm hoping that I can
dig into another project and see if I can get out of the C++ box to
some extent. Somebody has to need some systems automation or
functional programming done.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Life is weird, but good. I got shot out of
the sky like a P-51 attempting to dogfight with an F-16 by Emilia. Oh,
well - she said she still wants to be friends, and I guess that that's
progress, in a sense. I wish I was better at this - I really don't
have a clue what I'm doing or how to go about it. Oh, well. Chalk up
another swing and a miss.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;May 19 is much closer than it was last time. A lot of
things fell into place for people, so overall it seems like it's going
to be a very good experience. I have daffodils to give away. I just
wish that I wasn't quite so locked up with all of these people. The
fact that so many of them are taking off to parts known but far away
scares me.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;I don't know. I think maybe I should just give up on the
whole social interaction thing. I'm not very good at it, I can't
really read people or figure out what they're thinking, and I'm
hopeless when it comes to women. I wouldn't know an opportunity if it
bit me in the ass. The problem is, I really don't want to give up, but
at this point it's probably just easier to do that. Maybe after a
couple months I'll gain enough illusions of competency to try
again.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Oh, well. Tomorrow is a day of homework. I should go to bed.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="music"&gt;Orbital - Frentic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 18 Apr 2002 06:17:33 GMT</pubDate>
      <title>18 Apr 2002</title>
      <link>http://www.advogato.org/person/olandgren/diary.html?start=218</link>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;School&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;So today was capstone day. It's
the one
day of the semester when all of the graduating seniors in
the math and
computer science departments give a talk on the stuff that
they've
been working on for the last semester or two. It's really
quite fun,
as you get to see a lot of cool math and CS. Some of the more
interesting talks that I went to today:
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Goal-Directed Reactive Environment Navigation
&lt;li&gt;Genetic Learning in a Real-Time Game System
&lt;li&gt;Quadrilateralizing Rectilinear Polygons and The Art Gallery
Theorem
&lt;li&gt;RSK Insertion and Characters of Cyclotomic Hecke Algebras
&lt;/ul&gt;
I truly wish I understood what Andy was talking about in the
last
one. It was really pretty math, but I really needed the
representation
theory background to understand it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;So of course, all this stuff has gotten me
thinking about
what I'm going to end up doing for my honors project. I
think what
scares me the most is the fact that I've been working my ass
off in
classes this far, and it's not going to get easier. Next
semester is
going to be Discrete Applied Mathematics, Principles of AI, and
Internet Computing, plus independents to work on my honors
project and
capstone, neither of which I have a topic for yet.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Well, that's not exactly true. I just haven't
decided
between the two topics for the honors thesis. Nargh. At
least I'm
pretty sure I want to do my capstone on game
theory.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hacking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hah. Don't I wish - I convinced &lt;a
href="http://www.googoogaga.org"&gt;GOO&lt;/a&gt; to compile on my
Win2k box,
but I haven't gotten a chance to do anything with it yet,
which is sad
because it looks fun. Tomorrow I get to do a bunch of set
maths in
Perl - I've got two arrays, one of which is the current
state of the
system, and one of which contains added and deleted
elements. The
adds and deletes have to be treated differently, and so we
get to do
set math. Fun.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a
href="/person/badger/"&gt;bgeiger&lt;/a&gt;: I must agree, on
reflection. However, change always makes the grass look
greener, if
only temporarily.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Other than that, I've just been working on
trying to help
senior friends stay somewhat less stressed than they might
otherwise
be. This involves stuff like backrubs, listening ears,
providing a
pint of ice cream or a slice of chocolate cake, make a mix
CD, just
general stuff that makes their life a little better and
doesn't cost
me too much. I sometimes wish there was more I could be
doing, but I
can't think of much.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Frankly, May 19 scares me a lot. I don't know
what to
expect - I guess I shouldn't be scared of change but the
idea of most
of my friends graduating and going out into the real world
just makes
something small inside wince and cringe. What's even
stupider is that
a decent chunk of them will be around for the summer, so I
shouldn't
even have transition anxiety. Right.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Here's to hoping that a friend gets an email she's
desperately waiting for.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="music"&gt;Jimmy Eat
World -
Hear You Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lately my musical tastes have been
ranging back
into rock. The Strokes, Dashboard Confessional, Jimmy Eat
World,764-HERO, Do Make Say Think. Quite odd. I wonder if
it's just
springtime. &lt;/blockquote&gt;</description>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2002 05:21:09 GMT</pubDate>
      <title>16 Apr 2002</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;School&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This is pretty cool - I get to
write a
paper on SOAP and its uses. Since a couple of things that I
use a lot
have recently come out with SOAP interfaces, I've got ready-made
examples. Other than that, I also acquired papers to do in
two more
classes: a 6-10 pager on SOAP, a 15 pager on some as yet
undetermined
topic in Senior Seminar, and a proof that will probably end
up being
between 8 and 10 pages in Combinatorics. Fun fun fun.
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hacking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Not a terribly large amount of
this going
on, beyond the fact that I get to show someone how to read data
records that span multiple lines in Perl. Other than that, I've
automated enough stuff that I'm comfortable with my system.
It's a
very odd feeling not wanting to make any massive
improvements on my
systems. More RAM would be nice, but that's minor.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We broke all sorts of heat records
today,
and with the advent of summer comes one particularly
annoying plague
and one happy event. The happy event, of course, is ladies
finally
coming out from under the layers of sweaters and jackets.
The annoying
plague is the corresponding swarm of shirtless guys everywhere,
reminding me that I really did need to be working out over the
winter. So I walked down to the river and then did some work
on the
stair machine. Not much, but maybe it will have an effect
after a
month.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Other than that, not terribly much is going on.
I'm an
exceptionally boring person at times, and this is one of
them. I'm
still wondering if or how much I've fucked up with Emilia. The
opportunity to talk to her just hasn't presented itself, so
until it
does or I manufacture it, I guess I'll have to live in
mystery.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm really enjoying the
nightly walks
to the river, as they give me a chance to talk with friends,
find out what's going on in their lives, that kind of thing.
I was
informed that I was sending "mixed messages" this past
summer. It figures,
since my motivations were pretty mixed as well. I guess one
lives and
learns, neh?
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="music"&gt;No Doubt - Hey
Baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yeah, I know. Sometimes you just really want
bubblegum pop.&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2002 07:50:55 GMT</pubDate>
      <title>14 Apr 2002</title>
      <link>http://www.advogato.org/person/olandgren/diary.html?start=216</link>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;School&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This very moment, I am working on a paper
that I should have begun work upon 12 hours ago. However, random life
interfered, and I was unable to begin work until now.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hacking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;So, I decided today to add a hard drive
to my computer. This is not a task that is particularly difficult -- I
did them routinely when I worked for the Hardware department, and
never really had any issues with that. Well, I add the hard drive to
the computer, start up, autodetect the hard drive with the computer
and all is going well. However, all was not well as my Ethernet card
decided not to work for a while. Separating the hard drives and giving
the NIC a time out worked though, so now my computer is
happy. &amp;lt;grin&amp;gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;So yesterday(Saturday) was a very very bad
day. Today(Sunday) is going to be a very very good day to compensate
for that fact. &lt;div style="color:white"&gt;Emilia seems to be scared of
me now. I'm not entirely sure why, and I think that's what bothers me
the most. She just wouldn't look at me and wouldn't talk to me and
seemed so utterly serious. I feel really bad, since I just want to
make her happy and it's sorta obvious that I'm not doing that right
now. I'm not precisely sure what my course of action is going to be --
I suspect that I'm just going to go with the flow. I've got three
weeks to make up lost ground, so hopefully I can manage to do
that. She enjoyed spending time with me once, and hopefully she can
again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;On a lighter note, it's good to have conversations with
friends. I've had several in the past couple days, and it just makes
things a whole lot better. It's scary to think that May 19 is
approaching so darned fast.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="music"&gt;Tom Heasley - Ground Zero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's all about the ambient tuba to make your day better.&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 12 Apr 2002 05:11:49 GMT</pubDate>
      <title>12 Apr 2002</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;School&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm sure my response to
&lt;a href="http://www.advogato.org/person/shlomif/" &gt;shlomif&lt;/a&gt;'s article is probably unjustified. Maybe I'm
just lucky to be at an institution where I do learn things in my
classes. I just have a hard time understanding how someone could feel
that they would be learning more outside of an institution dedicated
to teaching you things than inside it. Maybe it's a personal hangup or
something: I have too much invested in the system to be able to
divorce myself from it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Within the system, as it were, life goes on. I'm giving a
presentation on one of several proofs of Turan's theorem tomorrow, as
are the rest of the people in the class. After these are complete,
we're going to debate which is the most elegant
mathematically. The networks test seemed to go fine -- studying hard 
for it really did pay off quite well. I felt comfortable, which can be
so critical.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hacking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm trying to find time to implement a
friend's protocol for game communication. I've had about half an hour
to look at it, and it should be doable, if not the simplest thing in
the world. Personal note: docs found &lt;a href="http://141.140.101.164/~wowens/capstone/papers/protocol.pdf" &gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Life has been	somewhat complex. Women are very
complex. I'm not sure how badly I screwed things up, if I screwed
things up, or if I'm doing OK. Who knows? I'll just keep doing my
best. &lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="music"&gt;Smashing Pumpkins - We Only Come Out at Night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 9 Apr 2002 18:38:56 GMT</pubDate>
      <title>9 Apr 2002</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;School&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;School goes on, if not completely
spectacularly. I think the biggest problem I have right now is the
fact that I'm so worried about my networks test tomorrow I've actually
made flashcards. I haven't done that in a long, long
time.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Other than that, I get to go fight with our student
government over how much money the ACM gets this year. It should be
very interesting, and I'm not sure that we're going to get enough
money. Ultimately, it might be worth it to simply stop being a student
organization within those confines and just go back to being a
departmental organization.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hacking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Not a terribly exciting stretch of
time. My first cron job is still working, so I guess I didn't screw it
up. I get to hack on a bunch of output parsing later today, so that
should be a lot of fun. I did a presentation to my programming
languages class on &lt;a href="http://www.googaga.org" &gt;GOO&lt;/a&gt;, which
went OK, but the problem came in that I wasn't really able to
experiment with the language at all before it, so some of the
behaviors I had to extrapolate from the documentation, not
code. *sigh* I guess he'll release it eventually.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Aside from the fact that my social life has
been greatly curtailed by the amount of studying that I've been doing,
not much else has been going on. I demonstrated my impeccable sense of
timing last night when asking Emilia to coffee. I showed up 10 minutes
too late and she was already in editing mode on her honors
thesis. I can completely understand that, so I'm only a little sad
that we didn't get to go. Maybe next time.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;A couple other tensions have been wandering around my group
of friends. I'm not quite sure what to do, since I agree with the
sentiments wholeheartedly, but at the same time recognize that those
same sentiments didn't really help all that much in the
past. Hopefully everything will get worked out in the end. Pah. Social
interaction is so messy sometimes. I guess I'll just go back to
practicing backrubs on people and not worrying about how it turns out.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="music"&gt;Cylob - Sun-Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description>
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      <title>7 Apr 2002</title>
      <link>http://www.advogato.org/person/olandgren/diary.html?start=213</link>
      <guid>http://www.advogato.org/person/olandgren/diary.html?start=213</guid>
      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Placeholder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My last &lt;a href="http://www.advogato.org/person/olandgren/diary.html?start=212" &gt;entry&lt;/a&gt; was a little long, so I thought I'd do this. Being able to build diary entries in Emacs is seriously convenient, and advodiary is even cooler. Bring on the new versions. &amp;lt;grin&amp;gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description>
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