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19 September 2011 @ 09:51 pm
Well, glad to see nobody at PETA has discovered sanity yet.

Any pools on how badly this tanks? I'm betting it's going to attract all sort of loons who get off on animal suffering.

Grab some popcorn, pull up a comfy chair and come watch the trainwreck.
05 August 2011 @ 05:03 pm
Folks, I realize that you tv debate guys are running low on topics for your afternoon debates, what with the only news being how fucked the economy is, but seriously? "Does God exist"? You really expect to solve one of the topics where people are most likely to dig their heels and not listen to whatever the other side has to say, in an afternoon? "Are role-playing games dangerous"? WTF? Where in the nine hells did that come from? I thought we'd established a long time ago that role playing games are about as dangerous as rock music, which had to face pretty much the same kind of idiocy when your parents were teens.

Would finding a somewhat original and informative topic (and hopefully, one that wouldn't degenerate into name-calling) kill you or something? Sheesh.
Current Mood: annoyedannoyed
03 December 2010 @ 10:42 pm
Dear Livejournal,

I appreciate that you make the effort to remind people of their contact's birthdays, but I'd like to posit that maybe, just maybe, you don't need to remind me of my own birthday.


28 June 2010 @ 08:36 pm
"It made him noutous to think [...]"

WTH? noutous? Seriously? o_O
19 January 2010 @ 02:01 pm
Well, in the end it was the power supply, instead of the motherboard. Which is incredibly good, because power supplies are a dime a dozen, while socket 939 motherboards are about as easy to find as Shangri'la. The one snag is that the new power supply I got is a typical stock PSU, and so lacks a couple of cables that the old one (which was a decent enough Antek model) had. For example, I really need an extra IDE drive four pin power connector - I'll have to seek one out. But all in all, things are working once again, so yay!
16 January 2010 @ 08:45 pm
Well, my computer's shot. Yay. Apparently, the pci-e slot is toast, because everytime I put a card in there (tried with two different ones) the computer refuses to even get to POST. To make it even more fun, I'm going to have to order a new motherboard, 'cause there isn't a single shop around here that keeps socket 939 boards in stock anymore. Double yay.
02 June 2009 @ 10:18 am
First off, it's highly likely that this post will contain errors, weird sentences and/or strange expressions in greater quantity than usual, for reasons that will become apparent soon. If you find any, feel free to let me know.

I'm currently running in low-sleep mode, mostly because I didn't sleep one iota Sunday night, and only got about 7h sleep yesterday (which, while enough when I'm rested, wasn't enough after 40h awake). Now, as some of you know (xvmorganalefeyv has seen it first hand, at least), my brain gets weird when afflicted by mental fatigue and lack of sleep (beyond the usual increase of mistakes and lack of attention), and starts making weird associations. As an example, I have a box of Strepsils on my desk, due to my sore throat and cough of the last couple weeks. It's been there for at least five days, ever since the doctor took me off the cough syrup and put me on an inhalator-based medicine. Nothing strange happened with it until this morning, when I looked at it and, for a second, read "Strepsils" as "Syphilis". I'm just glad I wasn't drinking anything at the time, or I might have drenched my laptop. Last time I was that tired, I thought the US customs welcomed transsexual travellers, rather than travellers in transit.

I think it might be because I usually read at a bazillion words per minute. Okay, I'll admit, I'm exaggerating. It's more like, five or six hundred wpm with perfect comprehension when I'm not making an special effort, seven to eight when I am, and more than a thousand if I'm just looking to get the gist of the text. It's still kinda fast, so I guess than with my noggin' working at a lower capacity due to fatigue, it's easier to notice there than in other, less intensive things. Anyway, it makes for highly entertaining confusions and a lot of double-takes.

What I don't know is how I'm supposed to do any programming like this.

Ah, well *insert sigh here* If the robot rebellion starts in a lab in France, it might just be my fault. Consider yourselves warned :)
Current Mood: amusedSleepy, but amused
06 May 2009 @ 10:00 pm
It's kinda strange, looking back.

Oh, right, you don't know what the hell I'm talking about, sorry about that. I'll start from the beginning.

It's been two years (and some spare change) since I came to Toulouse the first time. I'd commenced my PhD sometime before that, but I had no real experience in the sort of things I'd be working on (computer vision, for those interested).

During the year I stayed here, the biggest help in learning what I needed was my co-advisor (to separate the both of them, I'll be calling the one in Toulouse my co-advisor, and the one back home my advisor, as that's their official status), who knows a lot about computer vision, and more specifically the kind of things I've been doing for me thesis. To a guy like me, who knew almost nothing of the topic, it was like he was some sort of guru.

As an aside, that's a funny thing, 'cause I never had that relationship with my advisor. That's probably because I knew his area of expertise much better, so the gap wasn't quite as big.

But anyway, as I was saying, looking back I'd kinda idealized the level of knowledge of my co-advisor. That hit me today, as he came to ask me to help him understand some article. Now, I don't mean to paint myself as some sort of wisdom-dispensing genius. He probably just needed someone to trade ideas with someone and I was the one who had the most experience on the topic out of those available, I know that.

Still, it feels weird to realize that he doesn't know that much more than I do about the topic. It's kinda like when a kid realizes that his parents are only human, only much, much weaker. It's not quite an earth-shattering truth, but it did make my world lurch sideways a little.
Current Location: Toulouse
Some of you people who stumble here every now and then might know that I'm currently enjoying a stay in Frenchieland, since about a month ago. I'm staying in an out of the way lodging for visiting researchers, mostly due to the lack of time to find a proper apartment (we finalized the date two weeks before my arrival, so there wasn't enough time for anything), a general feeling of I-don't-give-a-fuck-I-just-want-to-finish-my-thesis from myself, and people wanting a roommate that will stay more than the four or five months I'll be here.

Now, the place is adequate, even if it has some silly ideas. For example, we have no kitchens (either in-suite or communal) which would be alright since there's a sort of restaurant here. Except it closes the weekends and festives. Which is when we can't just have lunch at the lab restaurant. Am I the only one who doesn't see the logic in this? I mean, about the only reason I can find for closing the place where we get our food from during the weekends is that they don't want to pay weekend premiums to their workers.

But the part that's annoying me more than anything is the internet access, or lack thereof. There's internet in the lobby, via wireless, only it's so crowded that getting anywhere on it is a pain in the behind. I was pretty happy when, a week or so after I arrived, they came to lay a network cable to my room. That would have been all, but of course the network only stayed up for two days, then took three weeks to repair. Yep, that's right. Three weeks to do what amounts to a reboot of the routers. I could understand if it were that the lines were put in wrong. I wouldn't be happy about it, but it happens and that can take a while to fix. But no, the lines are fine, it's apparently that the routers they're using are barely appropiate for a network composed by 4 computers, nevermind a couple hundred.

So, two days ago the network was finally fixed. For a whole hour, even. I need my internet access, damnit! There's a lot of things I do in the Internet that might get me a kick in the ass if I do them from the lab (and no, I don't mean watching porn).

En fin, I'll just have to weather it, I guess. Only a few months left.
06 February 2009 @ 08:21 pm
Well, as the title of the post says, today hasn't been the best day ever for me, for a couple of reasons, which I need to vent about. If you're interested, keep reading, otherwise, feel free to skip it, there won't be a test later.

1. Some idiot asshole decided that playing "let's throw a rock at that car" was a good game to play with my dad's car. A broken back glass (is there any other term for that, anyway? I know the front glass is the windscreen), a trip to the local police station and a lack of said car until tuesday afternoon is the result (the expert from the insurance company can't look at it till monday, so no replacement can be done until then). Thank you very much, dear asshole, and I hope you get a toothache that lasts, dunno, until the next century or so.

2. I just got voluntold (along with a coworker) by my boss' boss to the uni director, who needs someone to record and edit three promotional videos, so they can be shown in the workers' assembly in a few weeks' time. Why me? No clue, considering I've never done any video work before. Yes, I work with cameras. But that doesn't mean I know jack about video editing and recording! My work is in computer vision, damnit, I'm not a camera technician! For the record, my coworker who also got voluntold has it worse, even. After all, she hasn't done any video work, either, and (as said boss' boss said) got selected because "She's a woman and so has good taste". Let's have a yay for sexism!

3. Okay, I lied. It's not twice, but thrice that I'm screwed today. Boss' boss, if you delegate the recording of the videos to us (see point 2), please stop poking your nose in the matter and attempting to micro-manage us to death. We're trying to set the schedule for the recordings with the director's secretary (who's being really helpful and making sure everyone who needs to be there will be), so don't try to set your own schedule and screw us up, ok? Thank you.
Current Mood: aggravatedaggravated