So, I spent three weeks without seeing my advisor, in which I lost track a bit of my dissertation work and then went through some tough times trying to make some sense out of it all (which climaxed by having a freakin' nightmare this morning).
It finally came to me that I wouldn't get anywhere by writing aimlessly and that I would be better off guiding my work through some coding... even though coding should not be the central focus of the dissertation -- science! research! -- something I'm having a bit of a hard time adapting to, being somewhat of a code-maniac.
I talked to my advisor today and things seem to be better now; I regained my focus and I feel like I'm back on track.
Refrained from using "code-monkey" because I'm not into writing mindless code (you know the kind), hence the distinction. There has to be a good mental challenge, but I'm too much into, mmm, let's call it "applied science" to get a kick out of pure theory without at least some hands-on experimentation.
Learning French again
On other university news, I joined in the French II class today. One week late, but last week was all French I recapping, so I didn't miss anything. I had French I in 2004, so maybe recapping would be good, but things already started coming back to me pretty fast today, so I don't think I'll miss that. And it's not like I lost contact with the language entirely last year. The teacher's style was different that my previous one (I prefer when they avoid using the native language while in class) but she seemed nice and competent. Let's see. I need to buy Cyrano de Bergerac this week, which is cool, and get some sucky French songs which, well, suck (Edith Piaf and the like -- if anybody has suggestions for some good music (rock preferably) sung in French, I'm greatly thankful).
I had no time to come up with an MFC entry (today was the deadline, right?). Well, maybe next time. Or who knows, maybe I could still go home early today and whip up a quick-and-dirty version of "I don't wanna grow up". Not a big Ramones fan myself, but skimming through the Waits catalog it was the most familiar tune to me (yeah, shoot me). My instant mental association for "Tom Waits" will always be Renfield in Coppola's Dracula.
Another post dumped by a browser crash and saved by grepping directly into RAM. Paraphrasing Ronnie James Dio, The Proc Rules.
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