Flying Gogoplata

This conversation didn’t fit on my Facebook quotes, so it’s going into my blog instead.

Dimas: eww
I mean, also that same fool who wrote it in mono in the first place probably coudln’t have gotten the same performance that the c guy did anyway
just because he’s probably happy in a world where he doesn’t have to clean up after himself

david: well. but that’s the problem.

Dimas: where malloc() and free() don’t exist

david: at least before .net these people just did not write code.
which was the ideal situation

Dimas: hahahaha

david: or they wrote vb and that doesn’t run on linux.
so i don’t care.
now, with mono, everybody can produce pretty user interfaces.

Dimas: well, java’s just as guilty of that

david: yes.
it is.
but java is cool[tm]
have you ever seen a mono machine?
does mono make coffee?

Dimas: no
it flings crap

david: hehe

I really can’t wait till I can officially quit this job. I’m currently doing no more than bloating the University of California housing budget. I have become everything I’ve grown to hate…

By the way, I got the job.

I know, I’m a terribly active blogger and most of you wait paitently, refreshing my webpage, hoping to get some hot tidbit of information from the mouth of Dimas. To be perfectly honest, my lovely audience of two, posts will likely ramp up once Linda goes to Moscow. For now, we have the same twice-a-monthers we’ve had on 1up. At least here I don’t have to deal with stupidity .

So I was up at roughtly 8 am this morning after having tried to wake up at 6. My hope was to have an email from my future employer telling me when I could start and what my schedule would be. A little overly ambitious, I suppose, considering I still hadn’t been offered the job, but still, it seemed as if all they had to work out were details and that the job was in the bag. At any rate, here is Monday morning and I am still employed in a job I hate, with not enough hours and not high enough a pay rate to pay for the trips I need to take. On the upside, I did get a 25 cent per hour raise. Whoopee.

So I’m hoping to hear back from them today with a yes or a no. Either one, and not just “we’re still working things out.” The possibility of this job has excited me enough about this summer to reinvigorate life into my other projects, which I’ve put on hold until I get the final word on this job. At this point, if I hear a no, I’ll have enough in me to get a roadmap and real work started on this thing. Same if I hear yes, just a different roadmap and a different schedule. But I’m stuck where I am until then.

I have plenty to do until then, I suppose. Like pee. And fulfill promises.