Six Inches Is More Than You Think
I decided to stop coding, because nothing was making sense to me anyway. I couldn’t seem to read the grammar at all. If I can’t follow the grammar, then there’s no hope for me. At least, that’s what Markus taught us. I’ll try and follow the grammar tomorrow. Maybe after having actually slept it will make sense to me, because, right now, I can’t figure out where the document actually begins. That’s a bad thimg, mm’kay?
I’m torturing myself by trying to get the latest GNOME using GARNOME distribution of the software. It will probably take me forever. However, the times that it has tried to build stuff from source so far have been successful, which is a good thing. If Mandrake 10.0 came with GNOME 2.6 (or even GNOME 2.5.92, which is what I’m getting) I’d get it, but I hate to take the effort to install an OS that’s already out of date. Instead, I torture my dialup.
I feel like coding right now, but I want to write a nice, pretty GTK application in C#. Unfortunately, I don’t have anything that I care to write. Furthermore, it’s not like I’d take the time to see it to completion if I started, anyway, what with this large project coming due so soon.
I think that my philosophy paper is shaping up okay. I wrote out some objections to my main argument this afternoon. I was actually happier with the objections that the argument itself. That could be a bad thing.
I moved my desk today. It’s great. I moved the desk six whole inches to the north so that it’s now next to the wall. The excitement really doesn’t come from the new position of the desk, but more from the fact that i removed the printer from my desk. It’s so much elss crowded here now. I have actual desk space that i can use. Yes, there’s still lots of clutter all over, but I can see parts of the desk now, which is impressive.