May 12th, 2003

beartato phd

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New stuck-in-head music: "Yoshimi battles the Pink Robots (part 1)", the Flaming Lips.
I feel iomete guilty for liking such a white-bread song. It's C-Am-F-G for the most part, for crying out loud! But so catchy, and amusing lyrics. I am a dork in so many ways. Oh well.

Her name is Yoshimi
she's a black belt in karate
working for the city
she has to discipline her body

'Cause she knows that
it's demanding
to defeat those evil machines
I know she can beat them

Oh Yoshimi, they don't believe me
but you won't let those robots eat me
Yoshimi, they don't believe me
but you won't let those robots defeat me
beartato phd

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I've noticed that when I try to teach myself something half-assedly and then take a class about it, I do pretty well. In that vein, I have more or less succeded in the initial step of being able to reproduce both tableaux of kana from memory. I'm sure both my handwriting and ability to go back and forth quickly between character and syllable are pretty bad still, but I have the whole summer.
beartato phd

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Oh boy, I passed compilers. Grade from databases hasn't come in yet.

Non-roman fonts are still fucked up in mozilla. Grr. Now I can't see either unicodized eo, or japanese properly. It used to work, but some apt-get update boned everything.
beartato phd

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Arg, feeling more sickish again.

Spilled a little coke on the laptop keyboard. Hope it'll be okay.

I was feeling kind of depressed earlier today, and for the hell of it, tried as a wacky mental exercise to fill my thoughts with pairs of propositions that contradicted each other. So I was sitting in the bus thinking like "IamhappyIamfeelinglikecrap- ThatisapersonthereThatisnotapersonthere- ThisbusisgoingforwardThisbusismovingbackward" etc. This being vaguely rationalized by the fact that I notice myself normally reaffirming repeatedly the fact that I feel like crap when I do, and asserting over and over again that I feel good when I don't doesn't wark because it feels too phony. But by focussing on trying to think of things to consecutively assert and deny, as fast and as continuously as possible, I wound up just feeling compelled to laugh at all the ridiculous things I was thinking. Which improved my mood immensely.

Also sent a certain email, whose consequences I await amusedly. I feel like I have learned a lot about people in the last six months. I hope to be able to apply some of this information.