March 16, 2005 12:00am


AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111

No. No. NoooooO!!!

Well, today was a futile exercise. I spent every waking hour furiously working on a databases assignment. And I just lost the whole fucking thing. Belgium man. Belgium. I had made so much progress. I had allocated this day for it and was determined to get it in. I had to get it in. There is so much else to do. Since it was databases it was mostly huge amounts of data massaging and number crunching and rearranging. I had created and modified twenty or so text files, set up perfectly with all the information I needed to work with. I had written myself help files and compiled command lists. Everything was going so well. During a break, I had even written what I thought was a pretty good Xanga post that was very different in tone than this sucky baby rant. dfgoai;jdgaoi;gjasr;ligjair;ljibv;ojd

So you’re probably saying to yourself, “Well serves him right for not saving,”, right? Well I did save. Repeatedly, compulsively, like crazy, a non stop gangsta party of data backup, an orgy fest of saving. The problem is that since I was in a computer lab on campus, I’m only allocated a certain amount of profile space for working on that computer. Since I was over my profile allocation when the machine spazzed, when it started back up it just deleted everything.

I trudged despondently up to the third floor computer science department help desk which they cutely call the Input/Output counter to see if I could recover my output. I brought the on duty Chinese grad student down with me to check out my blank frozen blue screen. He was most unhelpful but I think he was genuinely concerned. That made me feel a little better so I tried to elicit even more sympathy by saying things like, “That was about ten hours of work I lost.”, “It was due today and now I have nothing.”, “I’m so tired.”, “Hold me.”

I think I actually did make him feel terrible, he kept running his hands through his hair, and touching his face while he stammered and tried to throw out helpful information to console me. He said he felt very badly that he couldn’t solve my problem. He stuck around while I packed up and put my jacket on. He stood frozen in the hallway staring at me as I left. I have a feeling he’ll be thinking about it for the rest of his shift tonight anyway. I don’t feel guilty though. He’s not going to be the one staying up all night redoing something he just spent all day working on. It’s one thing to loaf around and procrastinate but it’s a whole other realm of dejection when you kill yourself all day for nothing.

0 thoughts on “March 16, 2005 12:00am

  1. if i was there wherever you are, i would come bring you chocolate and something better than soup.i’m sorry. thats a lame thing to say, because i cant make your work come back, but i do feel bad for you.congratulations on finishing this crapland we call education. good luck with finishing it all. :)i’m going to give you the all-time, ultra-mega-insane corniest “hang in there” inspirational quote ever: “Just when the catepillar thought life was over, it turned into a butterfly.”now if that doesnt just want to make you throw up, i dont know what will. You are the catepillar, Ancient Undergrad. Be the Butterfly. Spread your wings and Fly…… hahahahahahabut seriously. you’re awesome. hang in there.

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  2. Bless your heart!  Here’s hoping you get a really good job out of this degree.  It always makes it better to get paid to lose a whole day’s worth of work and redo it than simply have lost an entire day for nothing because the frakkin’ school computer had something against you.    (Yes I said frakkin’.  Too much Battlestar Galactica with the husband.)

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  3. i took a web design class last semester.  every project had been loaded onto the server, and i had copies of all the work i did on thumb drives.  then one of my files was corrupted and it messed up every file on the drive/deleted it.  to make matters worse, since the server was always down, i never loaded updated sites.  so luckily, i had something to build on, but it was still a good portion of the semester’s work of updating.  blast it all!
    also, all of my past design work (about 3-4 years’ worth) was lost when my zip disks went bad.  curses…. 

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  4. yeah… I have to agree with portal pants… the closest thing to a solution I see…. although food seems quite popular. Interesting. Hopefully as I write this the problem is however corrected and you have another story of how school can really just kick your butt. Besides best thing to things like this, is that nothing is going to be as bad as that for a couple days… so be Bobby McFerrin I guess. Wow… my thoughts patterns today…..    

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  5. Oh my god.  All I can say is, that sucks so effin’ bad.  I’m truly sorry.  If you were anywhere near me I’d bring you some Haagen-Dazs and merlot to drown your sorrows.  (A strange combination?  Has worked for me on many occasions!).

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  6. I almost made the comment that it seemed “Twighlight Zoney”, but then I edited it out because the entry was a bit long-winded.  Glad you caught it.  My guess is that Studio 67 show either predated TZ or was a copycat.  Since I don’t know timelines of 60’s tv, it’s a guess.
    As for the beer Ancient Undergrad, go get thee a six-pack on this the most sacred of all beer drinking days!!!   (Who am I kidding?  I had my one Guinness last night and comforted a husband with some kind of bronchial issue this evening…so do whatever continues to ease the pain of having lost all that code the other day.)  Cheers!

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  7. Thanks for the tips.  I am glad to learn that sleep deprivation will not kill me…I literally feel like it  may at the moment.  I still hate that computer that lost all of your work.  If I’m ever in your neck of the woods I will personally hunt the bee-otch down and shoot it for you.  (Anthropomorphizing innocent electronics now…I really AM delirious from lack of sleep.  No, screw that–technology IS Satan, insomnia or no.  I’m goin’ to bed).

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