i spent the weekend doing one of two things: thinking about doing homework or doing homework. amazingly, thanks to my java GOD, ritchie, and a lot of diet pepsi, i am currently one nullpointerexception away from having a working program. i honestly had no confidence in my ability to get even this close to done, so you can understand my (restrained) glee, yes?
i’ve realized that i don’t really give a crap about the course i’m taking, or the course i’m going to be taking next term. i’m only in it to finish what i started, which is admirable, but it’s seriously affecting my work ethic in regards to homework, obviously.
life is so much easier to handle when you’re well-rested. i slept a lot the last few nights and that’s definitely helped to calm me down from the mini-breakdown i had at work on friday afternoon. i went into the back to take a look at what it is that needs to be accomplished this week and i had such overwhelming feelings of futility and frustration with how much everything has gotten fucked up that i started to cry, and spent the rest of the afternoon on the verge of tears any time anyone mentioned uniforms. which was often.
poor debbie, she’s so upset that all of this is landing on me and i’m crying because of it. of all the things TAIP fucked up, this uniform clusterfuck is probably one of the worst. although, in her defense (yeah, i’m feeling generous today), it’s been fucked around with so much since she left it’s probably twice as bad as it was. i had everything sussed out and it would have worked just fine, but no… too many cooks. blah.
that’s okay, though. thursday night my aussie friend Adrian and his girlfriend are coming to stay at my place. i’m so excited to see him again. i can’t believe it’s been almost ten years. crazy!
Heh, null pointer exceptions. That really takes me back.
If I never program in Java again, I won’t cry over it.
Oh, but good luck with all that. You have my sympathy.
Hmm…Did Anton kidnap you, or have you locked yourself in a closet somewhere??