How very true:
Give a man a program, He'll be frustrated for a day. Teach a man to program, He'll be frustrated for a lifetime.
Managed 4 lengths yesterday, 3 on Thursday and only 1.5 on Tuesday.
Not too bad really, considering I've not been swimming in ever such a long time, must be a year or 2 TBH.
Work wise I'm stuck! Did something really rather cool to start with, then went looking at some other APIs and now I'm looking at a BI suite and the learning curve is going way over my head... I'm thinking that it's not so much of a problem once I get my head into another space... I think it's just an existential fear of change going on like when another way of working was introduced when I was working as a nurse. A new paradigm that'll just be like the next one but that'll take a wee while to get my head around. So I'll hold off looking for another job until I've given it a chance. On a plus side it's using Java so that'll help, on a negative side I've started smoking again, on the plus side I'm losing weight, on a negative side I'll die sooner! ARSE!
Thus speaketh #3 son:
The very point of waiting is just simply to waste your time until you get what you wanted, until then you carry on slowly wasting your time, your life, slowly wasting away, every second until it all adds up and you realise what a knob you’ve been trying to get the thing you wanted in the first place. Why didn’t you try somewhere else instead of the most unreliable, irritating, and frankly dead boring place in the world? Why didn’t you just give up in the first place knowing that it was an utter waste of time in the first place so you can try and get something else still holding your dignity? Only you know so why didn’t you pointlessly waste your time trying to figure that out instead of being a complete idiot and wasting ages of your life waiting instead of thinking? Thinking is the more important; none of us would be here if we didn’t have it. Whereas waiting is pointless, dull and let’s face it, useless unless you have something to pass the time with, but most people are too busy waiting staring at a small piece of text that says
Although you could be thinking while waiting but probably just thinking about what you’re waiting for, nothing else. Sure, you could try thinking about something else but that probably just means that you should waste your time with that instead of some pointless piece of crap you didn’t need in the first place. And if you try waiting for both then you just wasting more and more of your time, and because the thing you were thinking about is more important you’d probably spend more and more bloody time than before.
Altogether I think that waiting is basically supposed to get people like my pissed off and end up quitting it altogether just to get back at the people who think that you would waste a good half of your day waiting for crap. So to all those people I say NO.
I'm not 100% sure that testes are supposed to get that small but I swear that if they'd have shrunk any more then they'd have imploded and collapsed into some sort of weird black hole... I could have been the man who had the nuts that ate the world! Still, guess it was my own fault for buying a season ticket to the Cambridge Lido in a fit of enthusiasm for getting healthy. What with giving up smoking (except for the electronic kind and the odd crafty fag after tea while getting him-next-door over to watch a DVD (more of which later!)), starting to eat meat and no longer working nights things are definitely on the change!
Still, what with having a Mooring Licence, and thus access to a Leasure Card I thought it'd be a good idea to make use of the facilities, I just didn't reckon on the facilities being quite so cold - and the young chap on the entrance said it was warmer than usual as well! 13°C is not warm, I know it's not freezing, but it's not warm! It felt like I was getting attacked by a million nettles or something and my breath started getting harder and harder to bring down into my lungs and I was getting more and more tired and... being overtaken by the elderly! I only managed one and a half lengths and then had to get out for a shower and head to work.
"The only saving grace to this joke is the on-the-floor-in-hysterics performance put in by whatever lunk they hired to play the bog man. He comes across like a supermarket trolley attendant lost in the woods on cheap speed, his facial expressions as he attempts to convey whatever the director told him to convey are priceless in their utter retardation, look out for a good bit at the end where the girl is squaring up to him, and for a minute he looks like he's building up to a really HUGE roar of fury, neck straining and everything, and then just suddenly looks confused, or constipated, a little embarrassed too."
Just don't get me started on supermarket trolley attendants after Saturday afternoon...
This is really rather funny:
Takes me back to my first contact with the internet in a Royston flat with Colin Campbell does http://www.textfiles.com, I remember doing searches for Men in Black and Black Helicopters then ;-)