ridiculous dolce pictures, again

when i went to bed last night, this is the position i found dolce in. i guess he wanted the lights out a little bit earlier…

senior design challenge(d)

i just got a postcard for the iSchool senior design challenge. it’s exciting to see what great systems my fellow students come up with and how well they are designed.

flashback 2 hours ago.. my group was utterly unprepared for tonight’s presentation, not surprising, but disappointing. forget the senior design challenge.. we’re just plain challenged… we can’t even get the darned project done.

ugh. i’m so frustrated i want to scream,

impatience

so i couldn’t wait any longer.. i transferred the dns for my domain over to my new provider, 1and1. so far so good. i’m really happy with the controls they offer. and the inclusion of a spam filter was the seller for me.

weeeee.. waiting for dns propagation is like watching paint dry

moving (followup)

so it looks like my test with this site worked… tonight is the big kahuna… i’ll transfer jgimbel.com and pray that i don’t lose any important e-mail in the meantime. eeeeek!

don’t send me any messages after 11 or so!

moving

so i’m switching web hosts… kinda scary.. but it should be good in the end.

Dolce’s Chair (photo blog)

this is MY life

ok, so i’ve spent a great deal of the day in my room. it’s been so long, in fact, that i played all the way through my favorite songs playlist in iTunes, which is over 7 hours long. whew.

anyway. it seems that i cannot even set foot outside my room for a moment without my mother pressing at me. she either asks me to do something, tells me to do something, or tells me i should do something differently.

it seems like she completely disregards the fact that i spent the last three years living on my own. i’m fairly capable. i don’t need play by play instructions every moment of my life.

we continue to butt heads and it’s not pretty, but i can’t stand this insanity. it must stop.

i can’t wait to have the money to have my own place again. after this experience, the likelyhood of me staying here any longer than necessary is simply out of the question.

i can’t take it. anyone have a room i could live in for a few months?

what has become of me?

what has become of me? i’m not really sure. the world is so different than it used to be. everything is so focused on right now. we’re always connected, always on and always ready to go.

this global change in perspective seems to be taking a toll on me. when i spend only moments disconnected from the “network,” i feel a longing for it. i’m afraid to miss something: the latest news, places to go, a better option.

even the things i used to find fulfilling, occupying myself in a solitary fashion, leave me afraid that i’ll be passing up something.

i hate this. i feel chained. and why do i have to be constant connected to gain any sort of fulfillment. of course, i’m sure it’s fallacious anyway.

i feel like such a rebel when i reject the trend. if i stay home, or sleep through the day, or ignore my mobile phone’s persistent hum, i get a bleak smirk of accomplishment on my face.  what have i accomplished? to escape the system, i have to forgo the things i once loved. and in the end, have i really escaped? if they wanted to find me,  they could. because i’ve been here all along.

another bout with AI

here we are again, sitting in my AI class waiting for the professor to show up. last weeks insane assignment had its due date extended until today. of course, being the smart students we are, some of my classmates and i waited again to the last minute to work further on the assignment.

working with AI programming is so ridiculous. maybe i just don’t get it, but it’s such a tedious task. i thought this is why i wasn’t a CS major, but i guess it makes its way around.

anyway… hopefully class will let out early again as it has been doing. i don’t think i could stand a full length class tonight.

iBook photos

here are the aforementioned restored iBook photos..isn’t he cuuuute? (the iBook, not me)