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Apr. 8th, 2003 06:31 amI got the Squeak done and turned in :) w00t.
It's an interesting feeling... that last pot of coffee didn't get made until about 0230, and I just finished it... within the last half hour or so. It's just a happy thing when things work out appropriately and you don't run into any horrible stoppages like other people's packages Not Working. Once I figured out how to make SmaCC (which I'd been complaining about earlier) do its thing, it was actually pretty cool. It'd just turned out that I didn't have it installed quite right, but it wasn't immediately obvious -- there wasn't any good documentation for how to get it installed right, and when I was trying to make the partial copy of it work, it just sort of failed silently without telling me anything helpful...
Lisa and Daniel are mad elite. Sometime around 11 tonight, I'd taken on responsibility for writing a part of Squeaken that Reed had earlier been assigned (he's doing the documentation, too, so I suppose... eh...) and realized that it was going to be a big nasty chunk of code, so I went over to Lisa's place, where we proceeded to put it together, together... they're really helpful. Lisa's gotten to be a much better programmer over the last two years (she speaks excellent Smalltalk), and Daniel is just straight brilliant.
We got most of it working around 0200, at which point I headed out, at their request, so that they could hack up their chunk of the system (the GUI) -- and they got that done like within the next half hour. So I finished my end of the code after they sent me theirs, then I made sure everything was glued together properly and turned it in :) Yay!
... and at this point, I'm still buzzing on a successful programming session, the realization that I probably won't have to do much for the final chunk of this program for this class, and the second pot of coffee for the day. If I put my head down, I don't know if I'd fall asleep or not.
So maybe I'll take this little bit of time to write about the things I'd meant to write about earlier...
I'd been thinking recently about motivation, and about social-ness, and about relating to other people. I'd been realizing, recently, that I tend to have a lot more energy for doing things when I think that other people care about what I'm doing, or are expecting a particular result, or are depending on me in some way. Or really, even if nobody's ... so much depending on me... but if somebody's watching, and it's personal. This comes out to mean, I suppose, that I'm motivated by the approval of others? Maybe I just don't want to look inadequate or weak, and my feeling of self-worth comes from what I think other people think about me?
This is interesting, because while it doesn't particularly jive with the image I normally project, it certainly seems to reflect how and when and why I go about things. Group projects certainly warrant Not Sleeping. That almost goes without saying... just feels fundamentally to be the case. CS2130 always warranted Not Sleeping (when necessary), because I had a personal relationship with my TA, and I knew (ego ego!) he and the other TAs were watching me. I've generally done my best running when in a group (going with Running Wreck, for example, or doing track workouts with Danny, back in HS...) ... so why do other people provide such a strong motivation for somebody who's supposed to be sort of independent, sort of a free spirit, somebody who, not too many years ago, would've described himself as "not a people person"?
It seems like the really brilliant people in the world tend to be more solitary and more self-motivated -- people who don't need to associate with a club or a fraternity or a clique... maybe I'd realized this and have been trying to take up this image for myself. On the other end, I've got a pretty strong tendency to identify with the groups I'm involved with. In some cases, organizations and collections of people seem like they're there for mutual protection, trying to insulate the more mediocre people from the really strong, solitary types.
Hrum.
This weekend, I slept, and I did laundry, and Perry the Incoming Freshman Heathen came over to stay the night. I picked him up from a Heathen Center Get-Together (he and a couple other Junior Heathens were visiting Tech for the weekend) at which some people were singing (Ben can play the piano like ... like an excellent pianist) and making music and some other people were playing Trivial Pursuit and maybe wishing that the singing people (myself included) would stop singing quite s'loud, so they could hear the questions being read. Will and Scott and Colin were taking turns playing guitars, and a few other Wesley folks were hanging around singing, and it was lovely :) Colin tried to teach me a few guitar chords, and I think... that if I put some time into it, maybe this summer, then I could pick it up reasonably well...
So Perry and myself came back to the 211, and we hung around with various people who live in the building, and he was very quiet, and I felt like I didn't get to know him as well as I should've... he sounded like he was sort of overwhelmed by all the people meeting him all at once, and he didn't give super-specific answers to most questions, and didn't know what he wanted to study.
In the morning before church, Alice (Zach's girlfriend -- she's into cross country) and myself went running out to Piedmont Park, which was very nice. She's quite strong.
Erm... and then I went to church, and then I slept, and then I worked on CS2200.
... and that is the story of my weekend.
... and Esther's coming in a very few days, and she got a draft of her paper done, and she's brilliant and wonderful and loving and supportive :) (... and she'll be gone off to another continent for some large number of months, and I'm already pre-emptively missing her... :-\ )
... and I probably won't actually fail combinatorics, because Dr. Rucinski is letting people do corrections on their tests to regain some points, which is just about exactly what I'd needed :) Mad props to Jason W. for alerting me to this opportunity, in that I missed class this morning so's I could Squeak.
Hrum. I think... that this is all I've got to say for the moment.
Good morning, all :)
It's an interesting feeling... that last pot of coffee didn't get made until about 0230, and I just finished it... within the last half hour or so. It's just a happy thing when things work out appropriately and you don't run into any horrible stoppages like other people's packages Not Working. Once I figured out how to make SmaCC (which I'd been complaining about earlier) do its thing, it was actually pretty cool. It'd just turned out that I didn't have it installed quite right, but it wasn't immediately obvious -- there wasn't any good documentation for how to get it installed right, and when I was trying to make the partial copy of it work, it just sort of failed silently without telling me anything helpful...
Lisa and Daniel are mad elite. Sometime around 11 tonight, I'd taken on responsibility for writing a part of Squeaken that Reed had earlier been assigned (he's doing the documentation, too, so I suppose... eh...) and realized that it was going to be a big nasty chunk of code, so I went over to Lisa's place, where we proceeded to put it together, together... they're really helpful. Lisa's gotten to be a much better programmer over the last two years (she speaks excellent Smalltalk), and Daniel is just straight brilliant.
We got most of it working around 0200, at which point I headed out, at their request, so that they could hack up their chunk of the system (the GUI) -- and they got that done like within the next half hour. So I finished my end of the code after they sent me theirs, then I made sure everything was glued together properly and turned it in :) Yay!
... and at this point, I'm still buzzing on a successful programming session, the realization that I probably won't have to do much for the final chunk of this program for this class, and the second pot of coffee for the day. If I put my head down, I don't know if I'd fall asleep or not.
So maybe I'll take this little bit of time to write about the things I'd meant to write about earlier...
I'd been thinking recently about motivation, and about social-ness, and about relating to other people. I'd been realizing, recently, that I tend to have a lot more energy for doing things when I think that other people care about what I'm doing, or are expecting a particular result, or are depending on me in some way. Or really, even if nobody's ... so much depending on me... but if somebody's watching, and it's personal. This comes out to mean, I suppose, that I'm motivated by the approval of others? Maybe I just don't want to look inadequate or weak, and my feeling of self-worth comes from what I think other people think about me?
This is interesting, because while it doesn't particularly jive with the image I normally project, it certainly seems to reflect how and when and why I go about things. Group projects certainly warrant Not Sleeping. That almost goes without saying... just feels fundamentally to be the case. CS2130 always warranted Not Sleeping (when necessary), because I had a personal relationship with my TA, and I knew (ego ego!) he and the other TAs were watching me. I've generally done my best running when in a group (going with Running Wreck, for example, or doing track workouts with Danny, back in HS...) ... so why do other people provide such a strong motivation for somebody who's supposed to be sort of independent, sort of a free spirit, somebody who, not too many years ago, would've described himself as "not a people person"?
It seems like the really brilliant people in the world tend to be more solitary and more self-motivated -- people who don't need to associate with a club or a fraternity or a clique... maybe I'd realized this and have been trying to take up this image for myself. On the other end, I've got a pretty strong tendency to identify with the groups I'm involved with. In some cases, organizations and collections of people seem like they're there for mutual protection, trying to insulate the more mediocre people from the really strong, solitary types.
Hrum.
This weekend, I slept, and I did laundry, and Perry the Incoming Freshman Heathen came over to stay the night. I picked him up from a Heathen Center Get-Together (he and a couple other Junior Heathens were visiting Tech for the weekend) at which some people were singing (Ben can play the piano like ... like an excellent pianist) and making music and some other people were playing Trivial Pursuit and maybe wishing that the singing people (myself included) would stop singing quite s'loud, so they could hear the questions being read. Will and Scott and Colin were taking turns playing guitars, and a few other Wesley folks were hanging around singing, and it was lovely :) Colin tried to teach me a few guitar chords, and I think... that if I put some time into it, maybe this summer, then I could pick it up reasonably well...
So Perry and myself came back to the 211, and we hung around with various people who live in the building, and he was very quiet, and I felt like I didn't get to know him as well as I should've... he sounded like he was sort of overwhelmed by all the people meeting him all at once, and he didn't give super-specific answers to most questions, and didn't know what he wanted to study.
In the morning before church, Alice (Zach's girlfriend -- she's into cross country) and myself went running out to Piedmont Park, which was very nice. She's quite strong.
Erm... and then I went to church, and then I slept, and then I worked on CS2200.
... and that is the story of my weekend.
... and Esther's coming in a very few days, and she got a draft of her paper done, and she's brilliant and wonderful and loving and supportive :) (... and she'll be gone off to another continent for some large number of months, and I'm already pre-emptively missing her... :-\ )
... and I probably won't actually fail combinatorics, because Dr. Rucinski is letting people do corrections on their tests to regain some points, which is just about exactly what I'd needed :) Mad props to Jason W. for alerting me to this opportunity, in that I missed class this morning so's I could Squeak.
Hrum. I think... that this is all I've got to say for the moment.
Good morning, all :)
