Dear self: Work.






......please?



I love youuuuuu.



*multiple headdesk*

Managed to transcribe a few minutes of the record, but it's still not enough. Need to finish the four with me, plus input the data on nvivo. I need more time, and I can't exactly work decently in daytime hours. I hope we go home relatively early tomorrow so I can work more and that I don't have to wake up too early on Saturday. |D

I want ice cream.

Bed now.

THE ANONYMITY
MEME PT DEUX

Sem's over. Managed to not get any massive mental blocks during philo orals. |D Next day for thesis data gathering meeting: Tuesday.

In other news, Plurk is taking over my life. Wondering if I should post a feed here...

Google chrome feedback:

1) Text highlight spans the width of the page.

2) Fast scrolling, fast page loading.

3) Freezes for a few seconds when switching between a zillion tabs open in one browser window.

four) Has this weird shortcut thing that I'm not aware of. Allows me to open a tab into a new window.

5) I wonder if there are add-ons. I want adblock and pmog here.

6) Getting used to a status bar without an indicator of how much of the page is already loaded.


Supposed to be doing that theo long test paper and a few bits of research for my group's history report about attempts to implement agrarian reform back in the 1950s. It's more... intriguing that I originally had anticipated because of the political, social, and economic factors involved. Gah.

Barely managed to pass the thesis draft for panel on time. They're going to slaughter us once they find out that, while we did attach the interview transcripts and the results of the survey based off them, we didn't exactly say how we analyzed them. >.> Uh. Well, damn.

I want squash or broccoli soup.

[ETA] This is blasphemy. They put more than half the bottle of the sacred strawberry yoghurt (all natural, without fucking preservatives, artificial ingredients, and scandalous amounts of sugar) into some measly fruit salad. FRUIT SALAD. Injustice! I DEMAND ANOTHER BOTTLE NEXT WEEK!

Vietnamese spring rolls may be a semi-decent peace offering.

[ETA2] LJ has one of the oddest four0four error pages I've seen.

Page Not Found
Narrator: In A.D. 2006, Web was beginning.
Captain: What happen ?
Mechanic: Somebody set up us the journal.
Operator: We get signal.
Captain: What !
Operator: Main browser turn on.
Captain: It's you !!
CATS: How are you users !!
CATS: All your base are belong to Frank.
CATS: You are on the way to 404.
Captain: What you say !!
CATS: You have no chance to reach your page. Make your spelling correct.
CATS: Ha Ha Ha Ha ....
If you think you've reached this page in error:

Make sure the URL you're trying to reach is correct.
Check http://status.livejournal.org to view LiveJournal's current status.
Otherwise, you can:

Go back to the previous page
Go to the LiveJournal Homepage.
Explore the Site Map

2.1 pages done for History. I still don't know how this will turn out. Then again, I suppose that it's time to let the topic flow. The outline thing doesn't work anymore, at least not for this one. Ack.

I have poi (others call these lovely creatures "zips")! I have a pair of them, and since the word "poi" reminds me of "koi" (a variety of carp, I think), I'm going to name them after one or two varieties of fish. Any suggestions? XD

Edit: I'll post a picture of them later. I just realized that the main page of the site that the above link leads to usually has a picture of someone twirling fire. I only have cloth poi.

[/crack!mode]

Anyway, this week's kinda weird. I'm feeling off because I didn't have my History classes - my teacher's attending a conference or something, so he gave us this week's and next week's articles to read. I actually fangirled when he assigned a selection from Sun Tzu's "Art of War". XD I have an annotated version that's edited by one John Sawyer (or, at least, I think his first name is "John"), but I haven't finished reading it because I'm still swimming in the Chinese military history crash-course included in the volume. ^^; Maa, na.

Tomorrow's also going to be very tiring. NSTP kills my brain. @w@