Fish ups are fished up

Sigh. Have you ever tried so hard not to fish things up just to end up fishing up the most important things in your life? Why do such sequences of events occur? Is that even remotely normal? I am not too bad a human being. I don’t actively aim to con or hurt anybody. I just want to be.. not hurtey and not unhappy.

It doesn’t seem fair. Being a geek sucks. I want to be expressive and articulate and not have to rely on ESP to make my thoughts heard.

Between feigning working and hurting people, I was not really in the mood to use my camera. Hastily played around with an earlier image to get this, my right eye.

My right eye

Come to think of it, I am not in a “yay I want to update my log” mood either. You can burn up positively built up karma faster than you know it.

Idle art

Generally idled most of today. I have such a huge set of things piled up to do, I have no idea where to even begin. So I didn’t. It’s going to kill me, real soon. However, rather than “just idle”, I built most of GNOME 2.5, complete with a new GIMP. Anyway, inspired enough to work on and update the Text Effects page. Cheesy, but fun! While I’m shamelessly plugging stuff, I might as well get it over with and plug the relatively cool redirect page, for people who might have missed it earlier. Yes, that’s a picture of my screen.

And of course, today’s photograph. It is moderately frost covered? grass.

Frosty grass
Click me for a larger version of the same picture.

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Home. Neigbours. Pets. Walls.

Hmm. The idiot neighbour people (No, not the squeaky bed ones above – who have resulted in some recent sleep loss btw. Will complain about that when it gets too bad.) had left their dog loose for a bit last evening and the scary thing charged towards me as I was nearing home. I am not an animal person. Mmmmmaybe a cat tolerating person, but an animal person, definitely not. I have to say it scared me a bit. It’s not a small cute dog. But then again, it’s not like it’s menacing or something like that. But it is large and I’m sure it could hurt you if it wanted. Anyway, when the neighbour dude n dudette did notice, they yelled out to it and it just stopped and turned around. And my heart had had its workout for the month, though all it probably wanted was to sniff me or some such.

It’s pretty fished up to have large animal pet things. It’s even more fished up to leave them all unattended and leashless.

Anyway, paid a bunch of bills today. I am sure a good deal of them are a tad late, but it’s stopped bothering me. Bill time is always related to a “feel poor for a bit” feeling that lasts for the day. Hmm, I ought to pay em in the evening. Quite expectedly, housing chaos is beginning to rear its ugly head again. This time I am better mentally prepared to handle things. It’s just, a major annoyance for no real reason. Also, must check out this place. It looks like fun. Probably, just probably, a fun way to meet people of different age, interests, and sexual orientation having broad thoughts, creative ideas, and diverse backgrounds. Though I am pretty sure it will not be without its fair share of nonsense you have to deal with either. Am curious though.

It’s all easy to say things like “I am definitely going to take at least one picture everyday” and all that. It’s insanely hard when you get down to it. And it’s just my third day at it. Large blocks of text that don’t make too much sense and that aren’t terribly exciting are my speciality. You start looking for the weirdest of things to shoot. Like, here is today’s.. wall.

A wall. Nothing here, move along

Es ist groß, grau und unpersönlich. Wie ich.
(It’s large, grey and impersonal. Like me.)

For some reason, groß, grau und unpersönlich were among the the first 10 German words I learnt. I wonder what the authors were thinking when they wrote the book.

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Back to work, sort of

Got back to the uni yesterday after a decent break. Actually been moderately productive today. Not great, but much better than in the recent past. Met some mind blowing genius types down at the math department far far away from here. I think I finally have a half decent way of describing the way I differentiate between scientist/mathematician types and engineer engineer types. It’s like the difference between, say an actually talented bunch of music performers, and a manufactured boy band.

It’s not about the big bags of money, or the multi-platinum records. It’s about keeping it real.

And the cutest thing. Ok, not really. The squirrels out here are quite large and ugly. They are as big as small dogs, and quite brave. Not very squirreley. I was a little early for class and decided to chill (literally?) at a park. This squirrel comes up real close, I think expecting some nuts or some such to eat. While it was hanging about near my feet I thought it’d be cool to shoot it. Of course, by the time I got my camera out, it realized it’s not getting any food from me, and ran up a tree. Obviously, that didn’t stop me.

A squirrel on a tree. Not too much else to describe.
Click it to open another page with the same picture, but a bit larger. If you’re so inclined, of course.

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