Stu's Rusty Bucket

Monday, June 30, 2003

david bowie… molly ringwald…

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Bender: How come Andrew gets to get up? If he gets up, we’ll all get up, IT’LL BE ANARCHY!
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The Breakfast Club: Dear Mr. Vernon, we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole saturday in detention for whatever it is we did wrong, but we think you’re crazy for making us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us, in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out, is that each one of us is a brain, and an athlete, and a basketcase, a princess, and a criminal. Does that answer your question? Sincerely yours, The Breakfast Club.

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Damn I love the breakfast club..  mmm Molly Ringwald (before she got old...)
They dont make cool 80s movies like they did in the 80s anymore…

Sunday, June 29, 2003

breadcrumbed shnitzle…

What a day…

it was beautiful out… and my moutain bike is still in the shop… so no riding…

So today was a shopping / laundry / coding day.

Fought my way through the supermarket.. Its packed. 4 isles were open. Each isle had a queue beyond the little conveyer belt of about 12 ppl on average.. snaking our way down the isles blocking trolly traffic…

I go to do my laundry. its a nice day, 20ish degrees.. siting inside next to 10 dryers all on ‘high-heat’ I felt like I was in a sauna.. (Kinda like being in up north in Townsville in Queensland or Darwin.. Its a dry heat.)…

Coding.. I mangled a schema for CBB v0.9 bbs system.. This is for the firebird/interbase driver. Now I just need to get the cbb DB driver working. All triggers are done, and so to is the generators, etc.

I also went over some of my gear for my Appalachian Trail thruhike… mm I cant WAIT! I really wanna be out in the wilds right now. out in the tent.. aargh. London is too claustrophobic, filthy and full of annoying people.

Also went to get some fanta.. only THAT has sweetner in it… damn! There is only 1 lemonade I can drink that has no sweetner in it… to quote Lo Pan (Big Trouble in Little China) “Now this really pisses me off”

Work this week is gonna suck, I’m 1 week over deadline already.. Will take another week and a half.. so 2+1/2 weeks over.. not good. but I dont give a shit, they make these unrealistic deadlines… ho-hum.. Life in IT… Its not a career, its slave labour with slow zombification of brain suckage into corporate life…

GET ME OUTTA HERE!!!!

Game Console sales…

well PSOne is still outselling the XBox.. hahahah.. quite funny… GBA SP has a huuuuge lock in the handhelds.. as to be expected.

but combined gba + gbasp sales this year have eclipsed sales of ps2.. nice going…

cbb - interbase

well I started on the interbase/firebird driver stuff for CBB..

loaded it up in MySQL and did a datapump to interbase to build the schema. So I have a big SQL dump including triggers, generators and a domain..  anyway.. will see how far I get later today. time for bed… 1am…

testing this on firebird 1.5.. should work ok on interbase 6 + 7

-df

Saturday, June 28, 2003

pMachine

Well, ew have moved the blogging system from Pivot to pMachine.. and pMachine is very very nice!

The conversion (I had to write myself) routines may have slighltly messed up some of the text layout but I can live with it.

Friday, June 27, 2003

Walk Away

So you say you fell in love are youre gonna get married
Raise yourself a family, how simple life can be
Somewhere it all went wrong and your plans just fell apart
And you aint got the heart to finish what you started

-- The ones that you loved
-- The ones that you left behind
-- The ones you said youd try to find
-- Are they trying to find you

You walked out that door to find out where you belonf
To fullfill your own selfish dreams, I think you might have forgotten
The ones that you loved

Thursday, June 26, 2003

ack. croak. moan..

i feel like shit. Massive stomach pains across my abdomen/waistline, right across. pain. not sore to touch but, fold over crampy pain every now and again…
scary.. did i stretch and pull a muscle? something I ate? (I cooked eggs for dinner.. 2 days before their due date… how do you know if an egg goes off? it looked ok, didnt smell… cooked ok… tasted ok...)
maybe it was the garlic tablet I had??
paranoia.. i know.. could be anxiety.. not had an anxiety attack like this yet… work.. stress.. AARGH. could be any number of damn things… hopefully i can sleep it out!
... work… the work bonus that turned into a non-bonus, well it aint the full shebang since our ‘department’ only scored 79% on some internal departmental survey thing.. so no full bonus for us..
my south african programmer is now full time, which is good for my future since now I dont need to worry bout extra work for me…
enough of this journal i need to go meditate and try some de-stress exercises or something..
ugh pain..

Tuesday, June 24, 2003

Terebi

Well, its been 8 months or that without a TV.. and I still dont miss it.. and my work collegues continue to say ‘did you see ...... on tv last night’! aaaaargh.

NO

I DIDNT SEE ....!

I dont own a tv!! I dont WANT a tv either.

Why has a TV become such a must-own item?? There is nothing on it but CRAP! (Hellooo! Eurotrash!) (Eurotrash must be seen to be believed!!)

-Stu

HP?

Which HP Kid Are You?

Trust me to get the female with unmanageable hair! aaaaaargh

Friday, June 20, 2003

hankering

Ive got a hankering to make Pavlova.. dunno why.. a nice pav crusty outter, wet inner smooth layer of cream, lots of fresh strawbs (no passion fruit, i hate the pips).. no kiwi fruit either.. maybe a lil brandy in the cream… or whisky..

Tuesday, June 17, 2003

bloody life

packed tubes to work.
packed tubes back home.
fighting the current of people in oxford street. Everyone is ALWAYS going the opposite way you are going, pushing you two steps back and one left for each forward step you take.
“we cant afford to keep your other programmer on” two months back has turned into “we are making him permanant and giving him a bonus”
someone steals a million pounds worth of new harry potter books.
i watched ‘mannequin’ (old 80s movie with brat packer Andrew McCarthy and Kim Cattral) tonight. I could do with a little of that magic in my life maybe.. I just have to figure out what shop on oxford street sells it!
i’m drinking far far too much vanilla coke lately and need to cutback.
bought a flapjack today. it had sweetner in it. one bite.  alergic. bewm. it made me throw up my lunch. fucking sweetner.
some old shit.. dunno why i dug this out but something triggered its memory tonight
this is circa 1995 or 6. i’m in a bloody shitty mood. .. (the line about the sparrow i associate with a book i remember reading, The King’s Fifth by Scott O Dell.. mmm)…
we wash our hands on the blood of roses,
forgetting what our madness told us to do,
for these people we smile at and claim friendship,
we wrap them in a friendly color,
only to kick them when they turn their backs.
trust is fleeting, friendship is fleeting
but hate filters into the mind.
these are things sparrows feel,
flighty and feerless in the grip of the storm,
but we are human right?
i watch the friendships fade like the page in an old book.
let the heavens move you, through the demntia of
a warm breast.
my friends.
the sun just set.

Drizzle wet and slow, like thinking… For a Short Time…

Sometimes you can say more, in a drunken hour or so
Than some people get across, in a life of lying low.
And sometimes you can feel more, for someone you’ve barley kissed,
but you don’t see it at the time, and the moment that you’ve missed.
For a short time, she was standing there,
and you saw her, she saw you and you recall the colour of her hair.
For a long time, you never thought of her,
Then you heard she was gone for good,
You might have cried then if you could,
Would have looked foolish if you did, somewhere
The tears are falling in your mind,
For a short time.
There’s a photo of your gang, on the night she hung about,
and you’re looking like a wag, you’ve got your fat tongue poking out.
But she’s no-where to be seen, you won’t spot her anywhere.
It was her who took the picture, you were looking straight at her.
For a short time, she was standing there,
and you saw her, she saw you and you recall the colour of her hair.
For a long time, you never thought of her,
Then you heard she was gone for good,
You might have cried then if you could,
Would have looked foolish if you did, somewhere
The tears are falling in your mind,
For a short time.
Tell me how long is a short time, is it longer than two hours,
Or a bit less than a weekend. Is it shorter than a year?
Is it the time it takes to not complete your business with a person,
With a friend you make in transit,
to a daughter held so dear.

Saturday, June 14, 2003

Death Test :: November 23, 2059, aged 84

Death Test

Mark your calendar or Palm V. You can expect to die on:

November 23, 2059
at the age of 84 years old.

On that date you will most likely die from:

Heart Attack (19%)
Cancer (14%)
Alien Abduction (10%)
Drowning (10%)
Alcoholism (8%)
Third Degree Burns (7%)
Homicide (6%)
Horrible Accident (5%)

Interesting stats from the DeathTest:

12680327 people have taken the DeathTest.
Of those, 55% were female and 45% were male.
The average life expectancy of test takers is 67 years.
10% of test takers have hairy nipples.
4% have had team sex.
8% work in the porn business.
And 234291 people claim to have leprosy.

Disclaimer: We, despite being proficient with the human anatomy, are not doctors. Keep that in mind before calling your lawyer as you’re clutching your left arm moaning “Damn you, Spark, Damn YOU!” on November 23, 2059, as you slip silently into the night.

Friday, June 13, 2003

entry

stu has had a bit to tridnk tonight.

Tuesday, June 10, 2003

itchy

just shaved my head again, time for a cleanup (number 1 or .5 or whatever). and all the LITTLE bits got into the collar of my tshirt and it ITHCES! Aaaaaaaargh. ithes in a pisses me off way, not itches in i want to scratch way..
it just… grr annoying itches pisses itches me off itchy type ness.