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Life, liberty, QWERTY

There's a car alarm outside my window. I hate car alarms.

But that's beside the point... first of tonight I'd like to welcome both japhy134 and palehorizan to the world of livejournal. Check out their journals at least if you don't add them to your friends list for a while, they're both terribly cool people.

After spending today trying to learn Java I have gotten just short of nowhere. Java is a pain in the ass, I hate to say it, but it's honestly one of the pickiest, quirkiest, most frustrating tools I've ever worked with. It's true that I have no experience with OOP or heavy "gotta compile this" code, but I don't think this is going to get me anywhere in a week. Even with really good help from people, I'm screwed. I'll give it another couple days then I need to move on, I hate to say it, but I'm not learning this language to better myself or the world, I'm learning it for one program that absolutely must be done before Monday. If it doesn't work, I'll read my bits into a file with hyperterminal and write an Excel file that does the math for the user. That's just how it's got to be. I greatly appreciate the help I've been getting, but there's only so many times I can annoy people with stupid questions. True, I haven't tested the serial reading program cnik wrote me, but even with that I need to learn how to do complex things like creating variables and multiplying numbers together. uhg.

I picked up my cap & gown for graduation last week and they asked me if I was getting department honors or in honors college or just felt real special and I said I was in honors college and they were like, "Well, you're supposed to wear this cord at graduation. It's $10." $10 for a stupid cord so I can look more stuck up than everyone else? I think not! I told them I didn't want it.

Then today I got to thinking that although I didn't feel a need associate myself with the honors college, my mother would have my head in a vice if she saw anything in the program or something about how honors college students were wearing cords and I didn't have one. So I went back and paid the freaking $10.

At what age of independence will I really make decisions without thinking about my parents? Never?

Thought for the day: If you think the best part of your job is the compensation, you definately have a crappy job. I arrived at this over dinner with Dave where he was talking about how he loved the money he got from his job but still felt totally pointless. That's exactly how I felt at my summer internship... "Well, at least it pays well." And it looked good on a resume, I forgot that one.

Found out today my neighbors (who scream at each other) are selling plasma for food. These are people who rationed out a thing of soda crackers for three days, now all the sudden they're going out to restaurants to celebrate their new-found fortune of $50 a week each. What about this freaks me out, the financial irresponsibility or the fact that they're selling parts of themselves to eat? I guess there's a stigma about using your body for money, I should get over it I know.

I read this report about college-age women selling their eggs for money. Like, $1000 or more - sperm donors never seem to get screened but for some reason couples choose eggs out of, like, catalogs that list the attributes of fertile young women. And I was thinking, "I had a good SAT score. I'm tall, thin, and have blue eyes. I need cash..."

Then I remembered that was totally fucked up!

much like this journal... rant rant rant rant... I write too much.


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Apr. 23rd, 2002 11:19 pm (UTC)
egg donation is a major pain in the ass, that's the thing. You both have to take hormones for months so your menstrual cycles coincide, and you bloat up as a side effect. Then you have to take drugs to dilate your cervix, then they poke a big needle up your uterus to suck out the eggs, and then you bleed for a couple days. There's more, too, that's just all I can think of at the moment. That's why they pay so much.
Apr. 23rd, 2002 11:37 pm (UTC)
EWE! I heard it was bad, that sounds both bad, messy, and totally not worth it. how do you know so much?
Apr. 24th, 2002 09:58 am (UTC)
Unhealthy, too, probably. I mean, that's why you see the ads offering up to $10,000 for the right donor -- it sure as hell wouldn't be worth it to me for less than $10,000.

I read an article about it in my school paper and another, bigger article about it in, I think, Ms. magazine.
Apr. 24th, 2002 04:16 am (UTC)
That whole "selling blood" thing wouldn't work here. You don't get money for donating such things in Canada. It's all out of the goodness of your heart.

I'd pondered the egg donation thing as a way to ensure the continuity of my genes in the case that I decide to not have children. Kind of selfish, but at the same time, knowing that someone out there came from my eggs is kind of cool.
Apr. 24th, 2002 04:34 am (UTC)
thanks for all the photo, web and everything help!
ohh yeah, and this statement: "Thought for the day: If you think the best part of your job is the compensation, you definately have a crappy job." you couldn't be more right. i would give up my job now, which pays well, to take my old job, which i loved doing. at the end of the day, less stress is better then more money.
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Apr. 24th, 2002 10:18 am (UTC)
I need help with that code. see how dangerous it is to offer me help? i love you for it though :)

C:\Java>c:\j2sdk1.4.0\bin\java -cp c:\j2sdk1.4.0\jre\lib\comm.jar barcodeAp
Exception in thread "main" java.lang.NoClassDefFoundError: barcodeAp

Same thing happens if I change -cp to -classpath, which I had to do to compile. I see barcodeAp.class in my Java directory, I don't know why it says I have no class!
Apr. 24th, 2002 07:08 am (UTC)
At what age of independence will I really make decisions without thinking about my parents? Never?
Apr. 24th, 2002 09:43 am (UTC)
stop reading my website and get back to work, dad!
Apr. 24th, 2002 10:07 am (UTC)
It's not just for eggs! I've seen lists of sperm donors that they put together for prospective clients. They list where the people are from, what they do for a living, height, eye colour and other characteristics. I was completely shocked to see that you shopped for sperm that way. ;)

Hmmmm. I'll take the 6' tall brown-haired geophysicist. If that doesn't work, maybe some business student. ;)
Apr. 24th, 2002 10:26 am (UTC)
I wonder....
what a 6'8" tall software engineer with brown hair would fetch...

Right. Probably Nothing.
Apr. 24th, 2002 10:32 am (UTC)
Re: I wonder....
hey, you're worth a lot to me!

(but then, I don't need your sperm, so the context is a little different)
Apr. 24th, 2002 11:33 pm (UTC)
Re: I wonder....
Why pay for what you can get for free?

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