You know those times when someone makes some small but extraordinary gesture that renews your faith in the common man? The kind that leaves you feeling all unexpectedly pleased and maybe even a little warm and fuzzy?
Today I was responsible for just such an occasion! I found a phone someone had left behind in a lecture hall (a SE w800i, if you’re bothered). I tried to trawl the phonebook for an entry like “home” or “mum” or something, but it was all in moon-language. I did change the ringer to something loud though, and waited for someone to ring it, at which point I answered with “hey, who’s phone is this?”
Long story short, I returned the phone to a very relieved girl of Asian extraction, who invited me to have Chinese food with her and her friends some time. I’m still going to hell though, not only because I did this in-between trying to swindle vending machines, but also because I was not wearing any underwear.
I’m pretty sure if you do a good deed while not wearing underwear it cancels out.
How come it took them so long? That’s the first place I look for anything these days (especially if I’m looking for cat-nipples).
I don’t know how well I rocked EAB yet, but I know that I rocked it enough. The Sam is back in play, best play a defensive card and roll initiative. (I have no idea how that got in there. I’m not even a D&N nerd, I swear!)
In related news, just as it seems Apple’s finally getting their act together Nokia goes and drops a phone that does freaking everything!
Seriously dude, GPS, 30fps VGA video, dedicated music controls, WiFi, fucking all of it! It even has a separate GPU (which should mean the UI is actually responsive this time). If nothing else, a five mpx camera with a decent lens should finally replace all but the coolest consumer digicams.
It will be interesting to see what Apple comes up with, if indeed they come up with anything (how long have we been anticipating an iPhone for?). Naturally it’ll be a much more consumer-oriented device, available in white or black – no wifi or GPS here.
In fact, I kind of expect Apple would totally pare-down the functionality of a phone to the bare essentials. Calling, music, photos, that’s your lot. Well, it might well play these newfangled iPod games too? I can even see them chucking peripheral stuff like SMS and WAP in the same way they omitted a floppy disk drive from the first iMac – it’s not like Americans use sms much anyway, and who uses WAP for anything?
I get to progress to the second year!
…without honours.
“What does this mean?” I hear you ask, a crude echo of myself just 10 minutes hence. This means that, depending on whether of not the business school finds my marks for one of my re-sits, I will never, ever be able to get any honours for my degree, no matter how well I do over the next two years.
See, I can’t log into the university’s portal with everyone and get my progression status, it just says “we’re unable to confirm your status, call someone!”. So I did. And I got shuttled about between departments until finally, a very stressed-sounding lady from the computer science school proceeded to blame everything on the business school. The joys of a joint honours degree!
It seems the little buggers on the northern edge of the campus (that’s the Exchange Building, to you) lost the one exam I actually feel I did well in (East Asian Business in the 20th Century, if you must know). Doubtless with this grade included in the calculation all manner of honours will be mine for the taking! As it is, they’ve only got the (assuredly low) marks for my other two re-sits.
My future hangs in the balance here, and nobody can find the examiner! I implore you, if you see any examiners lying around making the place looking untidy, urge them to get in contact. I can offer them a warm bath, hot food, cold beverage and a swift fucking kicking if they fail to produce my paper.
You have to warm in between your fingers first… but not too much, else it gets all sticky. Hurr hurr.
I am such a manly man right now.
Seriously.
I just installed my very own kitchen window. See, the bottom of the frame dropped off one day, all rotted away (quite some time ago, but err, I’ve been busy. Shush). I got a new frame made, but kept the old glass out of meanness.
So today! Today I was tasked with removing the glass from the old frame. Turns out it was really hard, and not old and crumbly and knackered as I suspected. Then I removed the shanty-town boarding and fixed the new frame into the hole. Finally, putty was applied to stick the glass into its new home.
So now, not only am I all stick and covered in putty but I also feel all DIY-enabled. Woo~
Oh, and I saw Clerks 2 on Friday. Fuck me, that’s a very good film. Sequels have let me down more than a few times over my short life, so it was nice to watch a really good one. It’s also nice to genuinely laugh my ass off at a film, something that the latest teen gross-out comedy #5 can’t seem to elicit from my withered old heart.
I’d just like to take a moment to thank a couple of people.
Firstly, the totally cool kid who put me onto the music of Le Tigre. It’s all hyperactive and clean and interesting, like a child-genius who’s just invented a revolutionary new kind of frozen dessert. This is what the Yeah Yeah Yeahs might sound like if they chilled out for an evening with the kids from Ladytron (and borrowed a synth or two).
Secondly, whoever’s Zune was being filmed in the UI demo I saw the other day. See, you had Cansei de Ser Sexy on your playlist, and reminded me of the glowing review I read in the Metro months ago but promptly forgot. I’d say something pithy like “Brazilian techno slut-pop has never sounded so compelling”, but I’m pretty sure this is the only instance of techno slut-pop to date, Brazilian or otherwise. It’s totally compelling though, seriously.
So, a few weeks ago I discovered a seemingly unremarkable blog: http://www.nathanm.com/ Unremarkable that is, until you chance across some of his more insightful posts!
- Exhibit A “Microsoft makes the standards and anything that does not live up to those standards is not worthy to live at all.”
- Exhibit B “Why would you read a book when a picture tells a thousand words?”
- Exhibit C “if somebody is ugly and you do not inform them of their uglyness they will never know they need to get less ugly.”
- Exhibit D he also makes the “MySpace Massive Friend Adder. Software to randomly spam people logged into MySpace with friend requests. I’m unsure as to why.
Frankly, I still hope it’s some kind of very clever joke.
It probably isn’t.
