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Echo $PS2

Arie-[waferbadge-2531]: I am programming on my PS2
roseability: heh
roseability: that should be everyone’s compiler of choice… their PS2
Arie-[waferbadge-2531]: it uses a form of Yabasic
roseability: what are you programming?
Arie-[waferbadge-2531]: I want to move a circle across the screen within the bounds of the screen using the controller
roseability: ahh, nice.
roseability: sounds like one of those games on my tv.
Arie-[waferbadge-2531]: some guy allready programmed pong, but thats over my head
roseability: haha
Arie-[waferbadge-2531]: it allmost works
Arie-[waferbadge-2531]: just got a little bug in the keeping in the screen
Arie-[waferbadge-2531]: fixed. Misplaced the circle’s radius with it’s diameter
roseability: heh, oops
|< – christophe has left irc.kaneda.net (Operation timed out)
roseability: whoa
roseability: did we just witness the end of a twenty plus day idle period?
Arie-[waferbadge-2531]: i guess so
–>| christophe (fireboy@my.connection.is.possessed.by.d3m0n.co.uk) has joined #waferbaby
roseability: ah, started again :)
Arie-[waferbadge-2531]: oh thank god, he is back
Arie-[waferbadge-2531]: can you imagine, i wrote 92 lines of code using only a controller
roseability: hahaha
roseability: sore thumbs now?
Arie-[waferbadge-2531]: I am kinda used to them, I mostly play racing games and some of ’m have 2 hour endurance races.
roseability: ah
Arie-[waferbadge-2531]: but I can’t wait to get a keyboard for that thing

One can discuss the most meaningful of things on IRC.

Corn Biscuit

The nu-metal guide.

How to start your own nu-metal band.

Why nu-metal sucks.

Where’s Van Halen when you need him?

Via the Mathibus.

I Got It

Happy Birthday Joel. May you never be short of Star Wars posters and potato cakes.

Beautiful or Mad?

I bought myself a new printer today. I hate printers. If you want something on paper then use a pen and put it on paper. Why do assignments have to be typed? When you type something it should be intended to be kept in digital format. There are of course exceptions to this – mass productions, newspapers, books and the like – but if people want me to give them something on paper then I should be able to pen it. But I got a Canon i250 (what a stupid name) and if it prints me some text then I’ll be happy. I hate printers.

Almost rear-ended a four wheel drive on my way home from uni today. He was stopped in the middle of the road to turn right. It was wet and slippery too, so I swerved off onto the gravel on the left. Note to self: Keep eyes and mind on the road in future.

The Friday Five

Today was just one of those days. No, I don’t mean one of those days. Today was awesome.

It started at about a tick after midnight (as most days do), with me sitting in front of my SSH window wondering why I’m forced to write a Bash script sixty lines long to achieve what can be done with tar -cpf stuff.tar /home/back/the/hell/up. But everything is so much funnier when you’re overtired.

I woke bright and early, at ten am, after six hours sleep, in a serious assignment-finishing mood. Which was just as well, because it was due by five pm. When it was done I took Tim in to hand them in. We easily made the deadline (a good thirty minutes to spare), and discussed girls on our way back to his place. Everything is so much funnier when you’re overtired and relieved to have finished an assignment.

In the evening Dan taught me how to repair a broken wooden spoon using Canola spray as glue. Which will be handy if I ever snap one and can’t afford a new one. Or maybe if I’m stuck on a desert island and only have one with me. Then Dan made a voodoo doll of me, out of a sausage roll, and ate me alive. None of this stabbing with pins stuff. Just bit my head off.

I also met another girl called Jess. Just to help me get even more confused. Anyone need a spare Jess? I have enough to fill a really really big aquarium.

Five City Lights

My grandma is stockpile of endless entertainment. Seems she’s now managed to switch telephone companies without knowing. That’s right. And to make things a bit more interesting she doesn’t actually know who her new telephone service provider is. Now that requires skill.

Someone need to squish those telemarketers or whoever those people are that sneakily prey on old people who can’t tell a phone company from a bar of soap.

Admit One

There’s something that has been playing on my mind for quite a while now. I know what it may mean for me if I say it, but it’s a weight I need to take off. I shot dead one of my teachers in highschool. And I never got in trouble for it either.

Yeah. Classroom Quake tournaments rocked.

Tip Oz

Apparently, I won a soccer tipping competition. I managed to beat at least three avid soccer-heads (there was a whole six people in the competition) and tipped one hundred and seventy games correctly. Which is a success rate of under fifty percent I’ve been told. My formula was quite simple. I always tipped the teams with ‘Manchester’ in their names, because I remember they are the red team and they won last year. I think. And I always tipped Leeds, because they had two Australians playing for them, who had some semblance of skill. I’ve since been told my formula was seriously flawed, as Leeds came dead last and Manchester City came fifth last. So with my soccer knowledge that’s got to go down in the record books as some amazing sort of fluke.