Well today has sucked.
I got a call back from a company that had called me a week or two ago about a job. Sounds like good news right? Well I had to do this online assessment of my Java skills and discovered to my dismay that all the questions were about an area of Java called JavaBeans. I have absolutely no experience whatsoever with JavaBeans. I probably failed that horrible test, and they may no longer want me. I haven't heard anything back. What a fiasco. If I can just express to them my quickness on the uptake with this stuff maybe they'll give me a chance. They DID say that if I didn't do so well with the test, they have other Java developer positions that might still be a match for me. Maybe I shouldn't panic just yet.
On a happy note the two people I called to act as references agreed to it heartily, even the guy from my internship, which ended somewhat badly. He seemed happy to hear from me. That gave me a little boost. But then that was before the assessment test.
During the test, of course, a panic attack started up. I think it's finally stopped but it lasted for hours.
Then I tried printing out/putting together this new raster Annie poster I made. One problem was with the black parts. It still had that problem of certain areas of black appearing lighter than the rest and looking all pixelly and bad. I tried coloring those parts in with my Sharpie, big mistake. Any sort of glare makes the colored parts shine.
Cutting the margins off takes a long time and is frustrating. I also made the mistake of taping the pages together from the front and not from behind, so of course when I go to take a picture you see these shiny strips of tape all over the front.
Anyway printing it out used about 40% of my color ink in the cartridge I just bought. It used less black ink but that cartridge is down to 50% (so is the color one but that was at 90% while the other was more around 70%). Ink cartridges are expensive and if I mess up again I'll be down even more ink and later even more money.
On the upshot the picture itself looked pretty good. Given the (low) quality of my camera, taking a picture of the poster on my wall you probably wouldn't see the lighter black pixelly areas at all. It's just a question of taping it from the back. I'd probably be better served taping the thing together on the dining room table, it's big enough. No cat hair to get stuck on the tape there either.
The only major problem is all that ink I'm going to be using to do it again. I don't feel like having mom print it out at work. I don't want to use up THEIR ink.
Other things happened today that made me sad. For one, as I drove mom to the subway station for her to get to work (her car is at the shop), she told me that the wife of a local radio DJ she listens to was killed in a car accident. You may have heard of the Don and Mike show, it's syndicated across the country but is taped at a local station. Well the one guy, Don, his wife was killed. I had listened to the show sometimes and it was a regular feature for his wife to call in; she was in radio too. She was killed about a month ago but at that time mom thought I was too depressed to be able to handle that sort of news so she didn't tell me until today. But it still shook me up a lot to hear that. The way the accident happened, it just gives me that feeling that you just never know. You're not always safe. You could get hurt or worse at any time, almost without warning.
It's a bummer to think about things that way so I'll stop there.
Last night mom had a serious talk with me about the whole moving out situation. (I have to move out soon, I forget if I said so here.) I cried. It sucked. I came away feeling like the worst failure.
Other things made me sad and upset. Time to be cryptic: I want to speak up for myself but I don't feel the strength. I don't want to deal with whatever responses I'd get either. It's one thing to get a retort, it's another to get stony silence. I'll just have to forget it and get over it. Shouldn't be that way I think.
I don't know, with the way things have been going, the days would start out good then end badly, so maybe the day starting badly means it'll end good. One can only hope.
I'm looking at a $15 pair of speakers from Radio Shack. The guy who works there said he has them and they sound good. I basically want 1) to have an easier time switching from headphones to speakers and 2) to have speakers that aren't so shitty. $15 may be shitty too. I don't know.
And do I really want my headphone cord to be all on top of the desk instead of around the side of my desk into the back of the computer?
I don't know.
had to take a train and get out of the rain
time to stop!
think it over
'nother cup of coffee but I'm feeling the same
gotta stop!
think it over
(Could he be a lover?) I don't know what to say
(Could he be a friend?) Ooh, so unsure
(Could you find another?) Could it be a solution?
Come and go, maybe tomorrow
draw the curtains tighter cause I'm feeling the cold
time to stop!
think it over
high above the city see it turning to gold
had to stop!
think it over
(Could he be a lover?) I need a little more time
(Could he be a friend?) Just a week or so
(Could you find another?) Mmm, I can play that game
I don't know if I'm coming or going
(instrumental break)
(Could he be a lover?) I've traveled all this way
(Could he be a friend?) When I want more
(Could you find another?) There's a ship on the ocean
'nother day, feel I could float away
feel I could float away...
I got a call back from a company that had called me a week or two ago about a job. Sounds like good news right? Well I had to do this online assessment of my Java skills and discovered to my dismay that all the questions were about an area of Java called JavaBeans. I have absolutely no experience whatsoever with JavaBeans. I probably failed that horrible test, and they may no longer want me. I haven't heard anything back. What a fiasco. If I can just express to them my quickness on the uptake with this stuff maybe they'll give me a chance. They DID say that if I didn't do so well with the test, they have other Java developer positions that might still be a match for me. Maybe I shouldn't panic just yet.
On a happy note the two people I called to act as references agreed to it heartily, even the guy from my internship, which ended somewhat badly. He seemed happy to hear from me. That gave me a little boost. But then that was before the assessment test.
During the test, of course, a panic attack started up. I think it's finally stopped but it lasted for hours.
Then I tried printing out/putting together this new raster Annie poster I made. One problem was with the black parts. It still had that problem of certain areas of black appearing lighter than the rest and looking all pixelly and bad. I tried coloring those parts in with my Sharpie, big mistake. Any sort of glare makes the colored parts shine.
Cutting the margins off takes a long time and is frustrating. I also made the mistake of taping the pages together from the front and not from behind, so of course when I go to take a picture you see these shiny strips of tape all over the front.
Anyway printing it out used about 40% of my color ink in the cartridge I just bought. It used less black ink but that cartridge is down to 50% (so is the color one but that was at 90% while the other was more around 70%). Ink cartridges are expensive and if I mess up again I'll be down even more ink and later even more money.
On the upshot the picture itself looked pretty good. Given the (low) quality of my camera, taking a picture of the poster on my wall you probably wouldn't see the lighter black pixelly areas at all. It's just a question of taping it from the back. I'd probably be better served taping the thing together on the dining room table, it's big enough. No cat hair to get stuck on the tape there either.
The only major problem is all that ink I'm going to be using to do it again. I don't feel like having mom print it out at work. I don't want to use up THEIR ink.
Other things happened today that made me sad. For one, as I drove mom to the subway station for her to get to work (her car is at the shop), she told me that the wife of a local radio DJ she listens to was killed in a car accident. You may have heard of the Don and Mike show, it's syndicated across the country but is taped at a local station. Well the one guy, Don, his wife was killed. I had listened to the show sometimes and it was a regular feature for his wife to call in; she was in radio too. She was killed about a month ago but at that time mom thought I was too depressed to be able to handle that sort of news so she didn't tell me until today. But it still shook me up a lot to hear that. The way the accident happened, it just gives me that feeling that you just never know. You're not always safe. You could get hurt or worse at any time, almost without warning.
It's a bummer to think about things that way so I'll stop there.
Last night mom had a serious talk with me about the whole moving out situation. (I have to move out soon, I forget if I said so here.) I cried. It sucked. I came away feeling like the worst failure.
Other things made me sad and upset. Time to be cryptic: I want to speak up for myself but I don't feel the strength. I don't want to deal with whatever responses I'd get either. It's one thing to get a retort, it's another to get stony silence. I'll just have to forget it and get over it. Shouldn't be that way I think.
I don't know, with the way things have been going, the days would start out good then end badly, so maybe the day starting badly means it'll end good. One can only hope.
I'm looking at a $15 pair of speakers from Radio Shack. The guy who works there said he has them and they sound good. I basically want 1) to have an easier time switching from headphones to speakers and 2) to have speakers that aren't so shitty. $15 may be shitty too. I don't know.
And do I really want my headphone cord to be all on top of the desk instead of around the side of my desk into the back of the computer?
I don't know.
had to take a train and get out of the rain
time to stop!
think it over
'nother cup of coffee but I'm feeling the same
gotta stop!
think it over
(Could he be a lover?) I don't know what to say
(Could he be a friend?) Ooh, so unsure
(Could you find another?) Could it be a solution?
Come and go, maybe tomorrow
draw the curtains tighter cause I'm feeling the cold
time to stop!
think it over
high above the city see it turning to gold
had to stop!
think it over
(Could he be a lover?) I need a little more time
(Could he be a friend?) Just a week or so
(Could you find another?) Mmm, I can play that game
I don't know if I'm coming or going
(instrumental break)
(Could he be a lover?) I've traveled all this way
(Could he be a friend?) When I want more
(Could you find another?) There's a ship on the ocean
'nother day, feel I could float away
feel I could float away...
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Fucking javabeans. Fucking java. No no! Hey ho! Fucking java has got to go! Okay, I'm better now.
Yep, always sucks when the person that owns the house lets you know...."Hey, I'd like you to leave." Especially if it's a close friend or relative. It also sucks being the person that owns the house, though. My roommates' cats are destroying my house, and I say, "Oh, it kinda smells like cat piss in the living room," and my roommate'll say, "Gosh, that sucks." Yeah, like it should be my fucking problem! Ahhh..
But obviously this is a drunken rant and I should stop.
stop screwing me and the rest of the cool people in the world over. kthx!
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