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Public project updateTesters: Please go back to test some new features.
Speaking of new features, the hardest one to code is now finished. The rest should be a relative cakewalk.
In other news, I was reminded yesterday that poo can be a liquid.
Next time: a note from my testes!
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A night of dancing and jubilationTonight I was invited out to a halowe'en dance by two friends who are girls, who I met at SFX (the convention Dan, Matt and Jason came up to Toronto for). It was an event put on by a singles club, and the three of us were the only people under 30 in the place, which was kind of weird. I didn't have time to put together a costume for it, so I grabbed a bunch of grey clothes and a 3 1/2 foot long branch to call a staff, and went as a homeless wizard. That costume didn't last long.
At some point, this 40 year old looking dude came up to one of my friends during a slow song and asked if she wanted to dance. She casually declined, and then we started talking about how silly it was to ask someone to dance when the song's almost over. This little tidbit will come in useful later in the journal entry.
At about 11 they held a costume contest, where attendee applause determined who won. One of my friends went in with her purple fairy contest (the wings had actual feathers in them), but the winner was a 12 foot devil holding the person wearing it's head in a cage, complete with working wings and a glowing face. I have no idea how he got through the door.
Some dancing later, we returned to our table and discovered there were only two empty chairs, so my friend who'd been asked to dance settled down on my lap for basically the rest of the event. The guy who'd come over to ask about the dance walked by, looked at her, then looked at me with the kind of look that said "if I weren't so drunk, I'd say something."
The event was over at 1am for some reason, and the three of us shared the last dance, with me going out of my way to look disinterested to the people gawking over us. I even rolled my eyes a few times in my effort to communicate (falsely) "yeah I'm dancing with two girls, but I really don't want to be." The looks people gave us were priceless.
Since the dance was over so soon, we relaxed in the lobby of the place for a bit, then came back to my place to laugh at the late-night movie programming. I figured there's no point making fun of movies we've all seen when there are movies they haven't seen to watch and laugh at for the right reasons, so I broke out Shades of Grey and we watched that instead. And they loved it. And then we hugged and they went home.
So now I'm on the wind-down phase of the night, where I just took a shower to get the sweat from all the dancing off my body, as well as the sparklies from my friend's shirt. Any minute now I'm going to collapse on my keyboard.
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A parking ticket for zero dollars?Tonight I picked up Ryan (Nitrokiller), my good friend from my days at Seneca College, and we went to the Marlies game. After getting ourselves turned around and having to buy overpriced baseball concession food (wtf?) we watched the Marlies be basically outplayed by the Rochester Americans... though not out-hit. Murphy was bouncing them off the boards like a pinball machine.
After the game we headed over to Queen and Spadina, where I parked on the street so we could go get Singapore noodles (with chopsticks, because the place doesn't suck), then crossed the street to the 24 hour poolhall to play for $5/hr. Honestly, how can you beat that?
We ended up playing four best of 3 sets, alternating between 8 and 9 ball. I won the first 8-ball set 2-0, then he won the 9-ball set 2-0, then he won the two remaining sets 2-1 (though I should have put away the last game about five times). Somewhere along the line in his multitude of drinks we split shots of JD. Then we wandered back to the car, where we found I had a parking ticket for $0
See, what most people don't know is that the officers of the Metropolitan Toronto Police Force are on work-to-rule because they're being treated poorly. The way they're pulling this off is to give warnings and pamphlets instead of tickets, or if it's a parking ticket to make it free. Next time I won't be so lucky though, as I don't expect this to last much longer, so I'll be paying the $5 to park in a lot.
And that was my evening.
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A note to my testesDear Testes,
I'm sorry I tried to drown you in apple juice.
Love, Big Daddy Sex-machine
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Some cool stuffMy car turned 100,000 today on my way to breakfast.
I'm going to be three voices in the next Smitemaster's Selection over on drod.net
The third and final part of my guest article on diabloii.net came out today.
Tonight I go to a Marlies game, assuming my cold doesn't destroy me. I just sucked down a gram of vitamin C and my multivitamin that has another 250mg, I hope they help.
I recently learned that U.S. Customs believes there's no possible way for 51 DVDs to be a gift.
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Bell sucksAfter spending the day with my grandparents' car and computer, in random order, I've decided that Bell sucks. First of all, they have requirements for their Sympatico high-speed internet service, but nowhere in the 64 page manual they send you does it say what those requirements are. Then, after upgrading their computer and getting the software installed, it turns out the modem they provided isn't finding their dsl signal, even though it's blatantly there.
I call tech support and the guy asks me a bunch of routine questions like "is the modem plugged in to a line with a dsl filter on it?" Then when he can't solve my problem he passes me on up to a "level 2 tech support technician" who asks me the same questions again, then tries to fix it by running a test. Now you tell me, when's the last time you fixed a problem by running a test? Tests are meant to identify problems, not solve them. Then they call back and basically say "We're going to get someone on it eventually. Wait for it."
Why am I the only smart person I get to talk to?
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More computer headachesThis morning I took my grandmother's computer down to her, set it up and turned it on. Then I discovered the refresh rate it's using is too high for her monitor, and everything was being repeated in nine different places on the screen. I fought to get it down to 640x480 by using my super ninja skills (memory of which tabs do what in display settings), so now it only repeats three times, but in its repeating I can't find the refresh rate setting.
Right now her car is being serviced by my mechanic, so when it's ready I get to take a monitor down to her specifically so I can change the refresh rate, and then set her back up on her own. I'd leave the monitor down that I'm taking to her, but when my brother gave it to me he said it gave him really bad headaches, which would be a rather inconsiderate thing to do to my grandmother. If I'm not on here later today, odds are the other monitor couldn't handle the refresh rate either, and I have driven my head through it and been taken to the hospital.
Oh yeah, and at some point I hope to get back to that project I'm working on. My testers seem pleased with what I have so far.
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What a boring fucking dayToday I woke up at 10am, as I do, and then stayed in bed until 11. Then I did my morning stuff, and spent the next eight hours building a computer for my grandmother. It wouldn't normally take me that long, since I already had all the pieces I needed and assembling the box took all of ten minutes, but I was ...delayed.
I was going to give her my old Creative Blaster TNT Riva card, since all she ever uses the computer for is the internet and email, but there was a catch: I never got a driver CD for it, and always installed them from the internet. No problem, I set the computer up on my home network to access the internet, and then spend three hours following dead links. Seems this particular card has not only been discontinued, but all links to drivers for it were deleted.
Three hours and a trip to the bank for unrelated reasons later, I said the hell with it and swapped it out for my Diamond Viper II, a supposedly better card that somehow runs more slowly, but that I have a nice crisp black and red CD with drivers for. Update Windows, make sure software will install, done and done. My entire day spent working on one computer that I don't even get to use. That's one day longer it'll be until my project is ready for testing and subsequently launch.
At least I have a cold to distract me from how much today sucked.
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