“When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.”

–W. B. Yeats

So, my CPE 329 professor made the mistake of asking permission to use the other teachers’ tests for his section. Never ask permission, only ask forgiveness. So, as a direct result, I just took the lamest test ever. About 3/4 of the way through the test, it was getting close to 6:30, the time that class is out. So I’m thinking of cutting my losses and answering the easiest questions first. However, teacher chimes in that there are 40 minutes left. Okay, I’m thinking. Its cool to linger a bit on this problem, I’ll have plenty of time for the next one, which is easier. About 5 minutes later, he says “Okay, fold ‘em up, time’s up!”

WHAT THE FUCK?!?!

I could have easily answered the last question, the one that now, because of his lame M$ time skillz, I failed to even attempt! mother fucker.

In other news:

Linz’s Powerbook crashed and crashed hard, apparently. That makes me nervous, since I bought mine shortly after she did.

Turns out she’s lucky as hell: I made a backup of her personal files right after burning man this year. How handy!

I’m doing the same tonight, using flexbackup to save my Preferences, Applications, and Home directories. Everything else can be restored from a DVD, and all my other stuff already lives on my external HD.

Who knows when I’ll be able to hand her a DVD of her stuff, though, as we’re broken up, and I don’t plan on going up to Sunnyvale until I start moving junk in, later in November. We’ll see though. I’m sure she’ll appreciate having her photos for the last few years safe, not to mention her music (which I am plundering, ever since I figured out I have it :-p).

Well, I’m back in SLO. Seeing my family was great this weekend. Erin (my sister) and I headed to a local dive bar and had way too much to drink, played shuffleboard, and drank more. During the course of the evening, I got hit on by a single mom! Funny, that.

Anyway, I’m back in SLO, living in my refugee style, with barely anything of importance in my room, with the exception of one painting by Linz, a mini fridge full of Fat Tire Amber Ale (who want’s to come help me drink it? We can hang out, talk about random shit, and listen to cool old school funk…), my guitar gear, and my photo gear. I also have my work computer here with me, but hey… I gotta pay the bills, right?

Seriously though, I’m only here for two more months, so give me a call, come over, and lets hang. Also, I need to get my ass in shape for Patagonia and New Zealand, so anyone who likes to hike, give me a call or send me an email. Word.

I just met with three people from IBM regarding the san project and gave them a quick, off-the-cuff presentation and demo of the system. They were very happy to see their hardware (they donated the disk space) being put to good use, and were eager to get more of it into the capable hands of your’s truly.

They also seemed like they wanted a resume, and an email — the first I didn’t have on me, but the VP of Global Financing, a Senior Software Engineer, and a representative of the IBM Academic Initiative all walked away with a good first impression, in addition to my contact info. I wonder if I’ll be hearing from them any time soon …

(photos to come).

I’m heading home to see the Sac town today, that’ll be interesting. I’m sure my parents want to know what the hell happened with Linz and I. Plus, tomorrow, I’m going to be busy as hell. I need to get passport photos, renew my passport, and somehow squeeze in 8 hours of work for Apple (like that will happen with my Mom constantly bugging me to do something or other).

It’ll be good to see my parents again, but I think this may be a bittersweet weekend. I’ll have no one to hang out with, other than my Sister and parents, and probably nothing to do, other than work and relax. We’ll see how it goes.