Derka

Gone corporate

Would you look at that, I have a company website now. Go there and buy something if you’re from Wisconsin.

http://primetech.co.nr

[[rats]]

After putting my heart and soul into a single project for my Programming II class, I realized something after a month and a half of hard (but sporadic) work: it wasn’t there. Why not? My hard drive had been backed up and erased; unfortunately the backup was not as stable as I had thought.

Beware, all other computer users: Remember to back-up your work on a regular basis, or you will suffer the same fate as me. Even more importantly, make sure that your backups really work. I did not.

So, in a period of forty-five minutes, I completely re-created the artificial intelligence program that I had worked hard to design in forty-five days. It was due today. I will eventually post the finished work right here, a paramount of irony.

Technology

I’ve been pushing for better computer software and hardware around my house. There are a few major ironies that I feel like pointint out.

• Irony 1: After my parents have enthusiastically declared that they do not want to use Firefox for the world, they’ve suddenly changed their minds. When IE crashed when my dad was looking at the tribune, he was ticked enough to try Firefox, and he hasn’t wanted to switch since.

• Irony 2: I received a video game as a Christmas present. Honest to goodness, it will not work on the computer that we purchased new (as of 2004)! Technology is rapidly accellerating, it seems…

• Irony 3, greatest of all: My dad bought that digital camera for my mom, right? It is 134 Days since then, and they still haven’t used it. Depreciation, people! By the time you open it, it’ll be a tenth of it’s prior value. (Not like I would ever yell at my parents.)

Bad Day

Today was a remarkably bad day. It started off at school during first hour. Not even. Before our regular classes, we were called to homeroom, and before school began, this is where I was, looking around. With no warning, one of the lenses of my glasses popped out. I lost the screw but (thank God) not the lens. After taking the recusant lens to my locker and getting back to class, I picked up a pen so that I could study and write some more in preparation for my History test. The pen was even faultier than my glasses (if such were possible). It spurted ink onto both of my hands at such levels that I was tempted to discard of it and clean my hands, if it was not the only writing utensil that I had. 

In Social Studies, there was indeed a test, one that, after the day’s events, I had not felt remarkably ready to attempt. But I attempted, and the results of which I can only expect to be disastrous. I felt a little better by wasting my mind away on a computer during study hall, but as I left (for lunch), what was left of my glasses managed to fall to the floor. I was so caught up in the crowd that I barely retrieved them. 

I was prepared to turn in a large project (job shadowing) for accounting, and, lo and behold, when I checked through my work I found that the three-page report I had typed the day before contained an enormous error — it had ommitted half of Page Two. And on top of that, I had come to class late, and without a pencil.  I was fortunate enough to borrow a pencil from the girl who sat behind me in that class. She noticed my dilemma and commented, “It must be your Friday the Thirteenth.” Tell me about it. She let me keep the pencil. Just to end the day on a bad note, I had forgotten my glasses (safely secured in my locker) at the end of it all. I turn up from school now feeling just a little bit miserable with only the hope of a good meal driving me on.

That digital camera

Sorry to rant (as if this set of posts is for anything but rambling), but do you remember the digital camera that my dad gave my mom on Christmas? It still hasn’t been touched. That makes it four months and two days.

How many days has that been? According to http://www.jeffpalm.com/dayssince/:

It is 99 Days since then.

What a joke.

Christmas isn’t quite over…

Sorry to say it, but as for Christmas, it is barely over. We’ve packed up the tree on the fifth, and there are still presents that would have been under it.

That’s right. My parents have too busy of a schedule to see what came in from their cousins. And on top of that, the digital camera that they ordered for themselves is still lying there, waiting to be opened and used.

Granted, I’ve already offered to help, being the PC geek that I am, but they certainly weren’t interested in getting help from me. They’ll get to it in their own time, which means, in layman’s terms, “after the camera becomes worthless.”