The previous post was partly to ensure I didn’t wake up this morning and put the whole Her appearing event down to some weird twisted portion of my psyche placing the event into a dream. As the post is here, so I assume the visit was real. The tea cup in the kitchen also provides witness to this.
I just watched Holland win on penalties vs Sweeden. It was 0-0 until fulltime, 0-0 at the end of extra time so it came down to penalties. The same as we had on Thursday so I know just how it feels… only Holland won and we lost!
So, my cheers to Scidd0w aka the guy who’s letting me stay in his house pre-lowlands festival — so a great guy! I presume he is out celebrating now, so I’ll write it here for posterity. Holland are going on to play Portugal, beat them for us!
A year or so ago, I would have probably laughed out loud if you told me that I would switch from an intelligent, syntax and parse tree aware, fully integrated and polished IDE to a plain-text editor and a shell. How wrong I would have been.
At work I am doing some fairly hefty Java coding, including such fun as custom class loaders and low-level system interfacing with some fairly flakey drivers. Not exactly trivial is the idea I’m trying to put across. I started off by using Eclipse for a week. I spent time learning it and got fairly familiar with it. I suppose you could say that wasn’t enough time, but that is by the by. The features that I thought I missed just didn’t turn out to be as compelling as I thought.
Okay, I give in. I saw a cute girl at work yesterday and I was wondering what the score was with hitting on cute girls at work. Not even kind of cute, but definitely cute. Happy now?
This is kind of inconsequential, however, if you take into account the following question: how long do you wait for your current perhaps-girlfriend to call, given she has lost her mobile phone — and therefore your phone number too — and her mum has quite possibly not passed on the message that you called?
How does meeting people for possible entanglements work when you are at, for want of a better phrase, work?
I mean by this, if you see a girl or guy you kind of like at your place of toil, is there some accepted stratagem one is meant to pursue? I’ve become too used to the student out in the evening method of just, well, allowing things to happen. It all seems quite simple, however I have a feeling this method would not work very well at work where there isn’t a supply of alcohol, the great social lubricant that it is.