Mar 16 2004
Networking is not the most fun of things to do on your Sunday afternoon. After having tried repeatedly on Saturday night to connect my computer (now that I have returned home from university) to my cable broadband internet and failing, on Sunday morning we rang the ISP to sort things out. We have two computers and no #working# router (we had Belkin you see, this means it dies after six months) – we simply wanted to switch cables between computers and modems as a temporary solution. Three separate phone calls to the ISP later and still no luck – we could get the modem and the Windows 98 computer talking and connecting sufficiently, but the XP device would simply not co-operate – even after registering the physical address with the ISP.
We gave in and went to PC World, forked out £70 on a Linksys router and came home and installed it. Works like a charm and took 10 minutes to install as opposed to the two hour Belkin screw up that wouldn’t even install the required software on my computer.
It’s nice to be back at home.
Thin Lizzy is playing Whiskey in the Jar.
Mar 15 2004
Find the new desktop here:
iPod update complete.
Mozilla Firefox (beasted up with plugins)
Transparent PNG in top right
Mar 15 2004
This has been very helpful. I mean very. Removes the ugly grey border around the png image files.
Mar 9 2004
This is a late night entry I am adding. The clock is near to striking 1 a.m. I am alone, but with my door slightly ajar, so that if anyone may come past, they can wander in and say hello. People tend to do this during the day, but when everyone’s asleep my chances of seeing human life are moderate to slim.
Today has been a rather un-enigmatic day, few things have happened that excel in my mind. I awoke at the mundane hour of nine to the pleasant resounding of my phone alarm, shortly followed by my computer alarm (the back up). As the energetic lethargic I am, I jumped out of bed, turned off the clocks and went back to a day time snooze. To be pleasantly awoken by my girlfriend an hour later.
Prior to my two o’clock seminar concerning my design project, I decided to go through the course notes for the Mathematics lecture I had missed on Monday. It covered, “Partial Differential Equations”. I re-wrote the notes in a hope to understand them; failing miserably. I have vague blurry concepts swirling in my head – separate the variables, solves the differential equations, apply the boundary conditions, fall down the rabbit hole, flow in a plane, Laplace’s equation. While hurriedly dashing through the numerical ramblings, my girlfriend made me an egg sandwich. Sadly I realized I had to dash out to a seminar group meeting – a pre-meeting to our scheduled seminar. She hurried the egg, cooled it and cracked it, it wasn’t boiled and in a vengeful act decided to spread itself all over the floor and sink. The thought was nice though.
As I sprinted, in a walking fashion, to this meeting, I was taken back by an almighty half price poster sale in the student’s union – something I must immediately capitalize on. In I galloped and purchased for my delectable self one enormous matrix poster, 2m in width. £3.50 was the asking price – a bargain. This hunky tube now weighed me down, I had to return to my home place to deposit it. All in all, I ended up twenty minutes late to my meeting, holding two fresh pork pies that I quickly nuzzled on before my team mates could eye my presence. The following three hours were awash with witty retorts and engineering drawings in an attempt to complete our failing piston project which we should be manufacturing in five weeks time.
The design is a Perspex casing, with Perspex caps, an aluminium centre cam and connecting rod, nylon piston and steel piston tube. We will stick it all together using adhesives and screws and then apply pressured gas through an appropriate inlet. It will go up and down very fast and cause rotary motion. Or that’s the theory we derived from the aforementioned specification. We shall see.
This evening I have spent three or so hours completing my other team’s “car seat report” consisting of roughly 8000 words. It was a magnanimous task on my part that took forever. I struggled to rework references, reword poor English, write a sufficient conclusion and wait for final reports to come in from outlying team members who are never on time.
Then I played some No Limit Texas Hold ‘em poker, herein I increased my money six fold, which was pleasant. Nothing great simply because it was play internet money of value smaller than monopoly money. But still, it’s better than nothing I suppose.
Now it’s quarter past one and a group of louts have exited the union and are proceeding to shout loudly in the square across from my room. Ah the perilous joys of student life.
Mar 8 2004
Yes, this master work of red fury and anger has presented itself to you. Sit, ponder and exclaim while you still have your voice. Now I must get back to my regular life. Toorah.