my ibook is sad.
i dunno what's wrong with it. the display got all fucked up after it fell asleep, then when i tried to restart it, all it gave me was a blank screen. i charged it up overnight, and by morning, it seemed to boot up, but then it fucked up again after it fell asleep.
~sigh~
and i've only had it for a month.
fortunately, i have my old computer, so i'm not totally up shit creek for my text & context paper, but all of my notes were on the ibook. i dropped it off today for repairs. we'll see how much i'll have to fork over in a few days. i hope i can get it back before heading home to edmonton.
***
went to S&A's wedding this weekend. it was lovely. they're so sweet together that if my relationship weren't solid, i'd have thrown up or something. and the more weddings i go to, the more i realize that M&L's wedding, the first i'd been to, was actually quite bad--i didn't have very much fun at all.
my sweetie's off for a 10-day stint in switzerland. i'm not sure if his absence has had a positive or negative effect on my productivity.
okay. one paper, one presentation and one final to go...
Tuesday, November 30, 2004
Friday, November 26, 2004
our class went to the bruce mau 'massive change' exhibit at the art gallery today. it's supposed to be all about the future of global design. i'd really wanted to go when i first heard about it, but as the weeks went by, my enthusiasm dwindled, primariliy because i heard that it was massive crap.
our group got a guided tour of the installation, though not a comprehensive one. our tour guide was essentially pierre bernard, 'pierre bernard's recliner of rage' on late night with conan o'brien, without the lisp. the cadence and pace of his speech was so perplexingly bizarre.
"am i asking a rhetorical question?"
his whole tour was essentially that (it'd have been hilarious if he'd actually said that) -- he'd pose one question after another, and it was never clear whether he'd actually want us to respond. he'd pause, wait, wait, wait...then ask another question. coupled with the visual assault of the exhibit itself, the general tour experience was exhausting, and sort of a waste of my time. the exhibit, despite being gratuitously huge, was underwhelming, and i had other things i need to get done. oh well. at least i'm in a program where we get to go on field trips. are you?
***
leaving for scott and anne's wedding tomorrow. i haven't even started packing yet, though it shouldn't take long. i have to leave straight from school to the airport, so i have to take my shit with me to class. i wish i had less to do; then i'd actually enjoy this trip. i'm generally not as excited about scott and anne's wedding as i guess i ought to be about two good friends getting married. probably because it feels like they've been married for a while already, and because we're not going to know very many people at the event. also, did i mention i'm drowning in work?
only today did i manage to finish writing my design paper, and i have yet to typeset it, which is going to take me at least two more hours. i haven't started my text and context paper on scholarly publishing, nor have i started research for my libel presentation. poo. my efforts to track down libel lawyers and editors to talk to have been fruitless to date, and i'm rapidly running out of time.
yet, it'll all be over in a week and a half.
fucking insane.
our group got a guided tour of the installation, though not a comprehensive one. our tour guide was essentially pierre bernard, 'pierre bernard's recliner of rage' on late night with conan o'brien, without the lisp. the cadence and pace of his speech was so perplexingly bizarre.
"am i asking a rhetorical question?"
his whole tour was essentially that (it'd have been hilarious if he'd actually said that) -- he'd pose one question after another, and it was never clear whether he'd actually want us to respond. he'd pause, wait, wait, wait...then ask another question. coupled with the visual assault of the exhibit itself, the general tour experience was exhausting, and sort of a waste of my time. the exhibit, despite being gratuitously huge, was underwhelming, and i had other things i need to get done. oh well. at least i'm in a program where we get to go on field trips. are you?
***
leaving for scott and anne's wedding tomorrow. i haven't even started packing yet, though it shouldn't take long. i have to leave straight from school to the airport, so i have to take my shit with me to class. i wish i had less to do; then i'd actually enjoy this trip. i'm generally not as excited about scott and anne's wedding as i guess i ought to be about two good friends getting married. probably because it feels like they've been married for a while already, and because we're not going to know very many people at the event. also, did i mention i'm drowning in work?
only today did i manage to finish writing my design paper, and i have yet to typeset it, which is going to take me at least two more hours. i haven't started my text and context paper on scholarly publishing, nor have i started research for my libel presentation. poo. my efforts to track down libel lawyers and editors to talk to have been fruitless to date, and i'm rapidly running out of time.
yet, it'll all be over in a week and a half.
fucking insane.
Friday, November 19, 2004
drowning...
i'm supposed to do a presentation for my design class, which ordinarily wouldn't be a problem, if i didn't have to do it on monday. yeesh. it's supposed to be about the typography of mathematics. it'll be interesting, i thought. once i started doing research (about a week and a half later than i ought to have), only to find that (heh) there aren't really any good sources out there.
whee!
there was a book called the handbook of typography for the mathematical sciences listed in the sfu library catalogue. sounds perfect, hmm? unfortunately, it was on loan. checked ubc library, and they didn't have it. desperation mode led me too check chapters on-line. no luck. amazon.ca had it, thankfully, and i ordered it with rush shipping.
yesterday afternoon, the buzzer rang.
'hello?'
'this is canada post with a package for nori maki.'
'oh. come on up.'
that was fast, i thought. but awesome, i'll have my book, and i might be able to pull this off after all. i heard a knock, opened the door, and the canada post dude handed me this massive box of canned fish from the st. jean cannery in nanaimo and left me gaping at the door, completely perplexed.
it was addressed to me alone. i had no idea what to make of it.
i e-mailed my sweetie, confused. were we expecting a big random box of canned fish? he called later that evening and said that he'd forgotten to tell me, but his mom was sending me a box of fish as a graduation present.
can't say that i'm not grateful. it's just quite possibly the most bizarre graduation present i have ever gotten.
anyway, the book i ordered arrived today, and it turns out to be kind of a useless piece of poo. i think i'm going to extract all i can for my presentation and *ahem* send it back.
also, i've been trying for the past three days to install metafont on my computer, with zero success.
first, it gave me
dyld: /usr/local/teTeX/bin/powerpc-apple-darwin-current/mf can't open library: /usr/X11R6/lib/libXt.6.dylib (No such file or directory, errno = 2)
when i tried to compile the code. i looked on the ol' information superhighway for a solution, and it told me to install fink and get the "lesstif-shlibs" package. i tried. i got
Failed: Can't resolve dependency "gcc3.1" for package "xfree86-4.4.0-13" (no matching packages/versions found)
procured the X11 tools cd from the ubyssey and installed X11, gcc2.95.2 on my computer.
tried installing "lesstif-shlibs" again.
same error.
*fume*! help?
***
so i have a presentation and a paper on the typography of mathematics for my design class, a paper on scholarly publishing for text and context, and a presentation on libel for editing. i went to ubc to drain the libraries of their books: found four libel books at the law library, three books on scholarly publishing at koerner library, a couple of books on the history of mathematical notation at the math library...i find it peculiar that now that i'm no longer a student at ubc, i'm going out of my way to exploit that university's resources. i mean, before today, i'd never even been inside the law or the math libraries.
so...much...work.
oh...
i'm supposed to do a presentation for my design class, which ordinarily wouldn't be a problem, if i didn't have to do it on monday. yeesh. it's supposed to be about the typography of mathematics. it'll be interesting, i thought. once i started doing research (about a week and a half later than i ought to have), only to find that (heh) there aren't really any good sources out there.
whee!
there was a book called the handbook of typography for the mathematical sciences listed in the sfu library catalogue. sounds perfect, hmm? unfortunately, it was on loan. checked ubc library, and they didn't have it. desperation mode led me too check chapters on-line. no luck. amazon.ca had it, thankfully, and i ordered it with rush shipping.
yesterday afternoon, the buzzer rang.
'hello?'
'this is canada post with a package for nori maki.'
'oh. come on up.'
that was fast, i thought. but awesome, i'll have my book, and i might be able to pull this off after all. i heard a knock, opened the door, and the canada post dude handed me this massive box of canned fish from the st. jean cannery in nanaimo and left me gaping at the door, completely perplexed.
it was addressed to me alone. i had no idea what to make of it.
i e-mailed my sweetie, confused. were we expecting a big random box of canned fish? he called later that evening and said that he'd forgotten to tell me, but his mom was sending me a box of fish as a graduation present.
can't say that i'm not grateful. it's just quite possibly the most bizarre graduation present i have ever gotten.
anyway, the book i ordered arrived today, and it turns out to be kind of a useless piece of poo. i think i'm going to extract all i can for my presentation and *ahem* send it back.
also, i've been trying for the past three days to install metafont on my computer, with zero success.
first, it gave me
dyld: /usr/local/teTeX/bin/powerpc-apple-darwin-current/mf can't open library: /usr/X11R6/lib/libXt.6.dylib (No such file or directory, errno = 2)
when i tried to compile the code. i looked on the ol' information superhighway for a solution, and it told me to install fink and get the "lesstif-shlibs" package. i tried. i got
Failed: Can't resolve dependency "gcc3.1" for package "xfree86-4.4.0-13" (no matching packages/versions found)
procured the X11 tools cd from the ubyssey and installed X11, gcc2.95.2 on my computer.
tried installing "lesstif-shlibs" again.
same error.
*fume*! help?
***
so i have a presentation and a paper on the typography of mathematics for my design class, a paper on scholarly publishing for text and context, and a presentation on libel for editing. i went to ubc to drain the libraries of their books: found four libel books at the law library, three books on scholarly publishing at koerner library, a couple of books on the history of mathematical notation at the math library...i find it peculiar that now that i'm no longer a student at ubc, i'm going out of my way to exploit that university's resources. i mean, before today, i'd never even been inside the law or the math libraries.
so...much...work.
oh...
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
Saturday, November 13, 2004
for lunch today, i had ten bits of leftover deep-fried cheese, six pieces each of brocolli and cauliflower, and a mandarin orange.
yeah, i'm gonna die.
that's what i get for having a fingerfood potluck, i guess. it was good times -- five of my publishing friends came, along with a bunch of ubyssey kids, and a few odd characters from a few odd places. not surprisingly, few physics-types showed up. anyway, it was fun, and by virtue of the fact that it was a fingerfood party, the clean-up this morning wasn't terribly horrific. i seriously need to vacuum, though.
i made tuna tartar served on romaine lettuce leaves, which my sweetie seemed to enjoy. people brought samosas, bread and cheese, cookies, pumpking pie, mushroom pate and, yes, deep-fried cheese bits, among some other more unusual dishes, including curried deviled eggs with, uh, raisins.
today, i scanned the leftovers: about half a glass of red wine, a single falafel ball; two slices of baguette topped with tomato, feta and red pepper spread; ten cheese bits; a tub of seven-layer dip; a quarter of a bag of corn chips; some cauliflower and brocolli from the veggie platter; two separate baguettes halves...
somehow, a lone falafel ball doesn't quite seem as inviting the day after a party.
SW didn't make it last night, though. on thursday, he was dressed up as a cowboy and taken out for his stag: to memphis blues, the railway club, then a gay bar. he'd gotten so intoxicated at the railway club that he was apparently talking to the little model train that runs around the establishment, after which he had at least seven additional drinks. his roommate tells us that since that night, he's only left his bedroom to go to the bathroom. he'll never want to be single again.
***
so! i got hooked up with a freelance copy-editing position. it called for someone who had a science background, had editing experience and knew LaTeX, and i guess that made me an apt candidate. it pays 3 euros a page, and the dude who's doling out the work estimates that i'd be able to do 4-5 pages once i'm trained, but i'm not sure. so far, i've worked on this one six-page manuscript for over five hours...
i'm supposed to copy-edit articles for a journal published by springer -- the international journal of advanced manufacturing technology (titillating, no?), which, apparently, are written largely by non-english speakers. i'm finding it hard to know whether a bizarre term i come across is an idiosyncracy in translation or whether it's an esoteric term used in advanced manufacturing technology. i'm learning, i guess, but it seems to be taking me a fuck of a long time.
point is, i'm getting income soon. not very much, but maybe i can break even now instead of digging into my dwindling savings.
well, back to work...
yeah, i'm gonna die.
that's what i get for having a fingerfood potluck, i guess. it was good times -- five of my publishing friends came, along with a bunch of ubyssey kids, and a few odd characters from a few odd places. not surprisingly, few physics-types showed up. anyway, it was fun, and by virtue of the fact that it was a fingerfood party, the clean-up this morning wasn't terribly horrific. i seriously need to vacuum, though.
i made tuna tartar served on romaine lettuce leaves, which my sweetie seemed to enjoy. people brought samosas, bread and cheese, cookies, pumpking pie, mushroom pate and, yes, deep-fried cheese bits, among some other more unusual dishes, including curried deviled eggs with, uh, raisins.
today, i scanned the leftovers: about half a glass of red wine, a single falafel ball; two slices of baguette topped with tomato, feta and red pepper spread; ten cheese bits; a tub of seven-layer dip; a quarter of a bag of corn chips; some cauliflower and brocolli from the veggie platter; two separate baguettes halves...
somehow, a lone falafel ball doesn't quite seem as inviting the day after a party.
SW didn't make it last night, though. on thursday, he was dressed up as a cowboy and taken out for his stag: to memphis blues, the railway club, then a gay bar. he'd gotten so intoxicated at the railway club that he was apparently talking to the little model train that runs around the establishment, after which he had at least seven additional drinks. his roommate tells us that since that night, he's only left his bedroom to go to the bathroom. he'll never want to be single again.
***
so! i got hooked up with a freelance copy-editing position. it called for someone who had a science background, had editing experience and knew LaTeX, and i guess that made me an apt candidate. it pays 3 euros a page, and the dude who's doling out the work estimates that i'd be able to do 4-5 pages once i'm trained, but i'm not sure. so far, i've worked on this one six-page manuscript for over five hours...
i'm supposed to copy-edit articles for a journal published by springer -- the international journal of advanced manufacturing technology (titillating, no?), which, apparently, are written largely by non-english speakers. i'm finding it hard to know whether a bizarre term i come across is an idiosyncracy in translation or whether it's an esoteric term used in advanced manufacturing technology. i'm learning, i guess, but it seems to be taking me a fuck of a long time.
point is, i'm getting income soon. not very much, but maybe i can break even now instead of digging into my dwindling savings.
well, back to work...
Tuesday, November 09, 2004
i'm rich!
well, not quite. but at least i can eat again.
i turned in my six keys, and got $145 back in deposit. my keychain is unrecognizably lighter. i also endeavoured to get my tuition reimbursed. according to the chick at student services, i'll have $282 credited to my visa in two or three weeks.
taking money back from ubc feels so good...
***
friday night fingerfood potluck! i'm excited.
well, not quite. but at least i can eat again.
i turned in my six keys, and got $145 back in deposit. my keychain is unrecognizably lighter. i also endeavoured to get my tuition reimbursed. according to the chick at student services, i'll have $282 credited to my visa in two or three weeks.
taking money back from ubc feels so good...
***
friday night fingerfood potluck! i'm excited.
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