Rrrgh.

Suddenly remembered that there was an assignment I might have to have done today... tiny thing, really, five minutes of work and I'd be done.

Of course, that was before I realized that the computer was going to decide to play another of its cruel tricks on me re: compiling goddamn Java.

So I'm working on a class called PenguinSpiral, right? And I compile and run via command line. I change something, recompile, run, change something else, recompile, run... so you'd think you'd be seeing a bunch of

C:\DOCUME~1\NAPOLEON\A201> javac PenguinSpiral.java

C:\DOCUME~1\NAPOLEON\A201> java PenguinSpiral

, right?

Nuh uh. First, I lose ability to cd to a disturbing number of folders. Among them are any attempts to keep my homework files somewhere OTHER than on the already-horribly-cluttered desktop. Okay, okay, so I'll put it on the desktop already, stupid computer. Sheesh.

Then it decides that it won't compile properly anymore. If the class I'm trying to compile includes other user-defined classes that are sitting cheerfully right next to it, ready to go, then the compiler simply won't read those other classes. Won't. They don't exist. Finally I find a way around that: if I compile *.java every time, it works.

Yeah. Just compile every. Single. Thing. In the directory. Every time. Perfect.

On top of that stupid thread exception thing I already knew about, this means my command window winds up looking like this. For now. I'm sure next time I go to do something I'll find some other unpleasant surprise.

So, in conclusion, five minutes of work? Ha. Try more'n thirty.

I. HATE. Java.

WEEKEND

It's really funny how sometimes I can be very cheerful and normal and involved like the other people, when usually I just want to crawl in a hole and hide from everyone. During discussion and lab today I grouptalked and joined in the general room banter just as neat as you please, and next week I'll probably be scared and withdrawn again.

Whether I had a good day or a bad day, though, it's still nice to have me some weekend.

I got home very hungry, and at first was a bit irritated that mecha is again too sick/sleepy/what have you to help me with that. Then I just sucked it up and went to locate the things to make cheese sammiches. And then I noticed the raspberry jam that we bought a couple weeks ago that I'd forgotten.

So I wound up toasting some nummy wheat bread and schlopping some butter and jam on the toast and then ate that. And it were GOOD. I'd forgotten how tasty some barely-browned toast with fruitlike topping could be.

This entry, then, is in honor of toast. Here's to you, toast.

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Oh, yeah, and I noticed this link in the readings I had to do for my discussion section today:

http://www.notbored.org/the-scp.html

Simply delightful, even if half the video clips don't work. Peaceful protest is a good thing, kiddies.