ahh, classes are over for winter quarter. it was the suckiest quarter of my existence, but god got me through it. proof: here i am, and it’s over. heh. sadly, i’ve got three major hurdles left to go: the philosophy 184 paper rewrite (i got back a c+ on the first draft: major ouch), the logic problem set (we’ve already got most of it done, which is good), and the greek final (which will be hard as butt). ...

the dashboard show tonight was great–it’s always fun to sing along. especially when everyone else is singing along too, and no one cares if anyone sounds good. chris himself sounds more and more like a whiny guy with a british accent in his songs, but i guess we can’t hold that against him; the music’s awesome. and any man that can sing actual notes at that pitch can be forgiven for mutating a few vowel sounds, right? ...

i feel sort of like a rain cloud. a dark, nasty rain cloud that whips the hair back with wind and stings the eyes with water. and emily is a quiet, peaceful village. or was, before being besieged by the extremes of my temperament. now the peace is gone, the villagers have locked themselves inside, and the crops are dying. and oh, how i wish i wasn’t a storm. but however much i wish i wasn’t, i’m full of blinding lightning and cracking thunder. powerful in wrath, and weak and sick of it. arrogance is anvil heads towering miles high, and the higher they go, the lower my soul lies. ...

i’ve finished something that i’ve been working on quite a bit recently: the babel text in enaselvai. if you aren’t familiar with it, the babel text is genesis 11:1-9, and it tells the story of how god gave people different languages and spread them over the earth. for any conlanger (person who makes constructed languages), it’s a traditional thing to translate the babel text into his or her language. it’s sort of symbolic…in fact, one webring (“scattered tongues”) of conlangers refers to the text, and there’s a whole archive (the babel text archive) of the passage in different constructed languages. so, i thought i had better get around to it, and i did. ...

if by the previous post you infer that i had a bad weekend, this would be false. the weekend was so good and relaxing–i saw three movies (count of monte cristo, lord of the rings, and harry potter) all for free, and that’s always a good thing. i worked for hours on enaselvai, since i’m designing a computer font that will be like the characters above, only typeable in any windows application. there’s one problem: there are about 435 distinct character configurations in my language. this is due to the fact that every consonant and vowel group is combined into a single character. now, it might sound complicated, but it’s not–once you know the characters (there’s only 20 actual characters), it’s very easy to write. a computer, however, can only write left to right or right to left–not left then up then down then right, as i happen to need it to. so designing a font led to some dead ends which i am trying to work around. no luck so far. ...

grace is life. but there is a burden to forgiveness. to the one who forgives i owe nothing, for i own nothing, and the gift is unconditional. yet there is something that i am bound to give, which i am not. to sin because of grace is the worst rationalization of man. to say, “it will not hurt me, and i will be forgiven in any case”, is not only false, it is hurt to my forgiver. ...

at last, it is over. hell week, i would have called it. in all actuality, it was probably my hardest week at stanford so far. i had a 3,000 word page paper to write, a logic problem set to do, which turned out to be at least twice as hard as the previous problem sets, and a c++ program to write. i can’t remember doing anything but working on all that stuff, and working at meyer for my job. ...

these have been some of my closest companions in the past few days: main.cpp stats.h stats.cpp and philosophy of knowledge paper between that, class, work, eat, sleep, and logic, i have done nothing else. i’m tired. goodnight. (why can’t i fall below the tide) virtual disc on spin: heartstrings | my spacecoaster

it’s late but what the heck. i had a very eventful day, filled with unordinary things. first, i had greek, which was not unordinary. but, while i was in class i did still a cherry yogurt and an apple pastry, mmm. then i went to the middle of the quad and read for an hour. what did i read? the proofs for the soundness and completeness of first-order logic. it’s completely insane. i’ve never done either of these things before, so they count as unordinary. ...

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