News You Can Bruise for 1998 July 1

Man, Leonard Richardson Month is not off to a very good start. Two of the classes I am supposed to be taking next quarter are not being offered next quarter, and a third will probably be full up before tomorrow when my pass starts. I'm going to have to cannibalize winter quarter for classes. That means CS181, CS141, or CSM151B. CS141 is "Basic Methods of Data Organization", which does not make me horny. CSM151B is more circuit crap. CS181 is supposed to be a creampuff class. It's formal languages and stuff, allegedly a SQL to CS180. I'll probably save that for later, the way one might save an actual creampuff for later. No grade in CS180 yet, by the way.

    I was napping just now, and I was dreaming about these two programming projects I have for work, and the first one I'm just about done with (I just need to add some reports), but I was combining features of the second project, which I haven't started yet, with the first project, so that I was dreaming I was going to have to change the first project. In particular, there's some amount field for the second project that needs to be summed, and I was confusing it with an amount field in the first project which is just entered in from a form. No big deal, but I was annoyed in my dream about having to change it. I wasn't dreaming about changing it, it was just as though I were thinking about the project and I realized I'd have to change it.

    I don't generally have acne problems anymore, but my face just broke out really bad, just yesterday. I don't understand it.

    Woo-hoo, just 8 days til my birthday, when I will recieve my edition of The Art Of Computer Programming. Actually, that's not true. I probably won't recieve the books proper until the 10th or the 11th, most likely. But still. And Jake's birthday is a week after that. I don't have anything to give him, oh well. And my Coffee Junction gig is a week after that (for those who haven't been paying attention, that's the 23rd).

    It's 10:17. I don't know when I'll go back to sleep. I feel okay right now but I know if I stay up all night I'll be tired at work. OK, enough of this.