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I spent some time yesterday preparing a talk on localization, internationalization, and character encodings. That made me feel a little better: something to do that wasn't just hitting "reload".
I went back to the hotel to look at dinner, but their dinner offerings were all meat, so I had snacks that I had stashed for this purpose.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fructivore called, but he's just landed in the Bay Area and we both were too pooped-out to get together that night. Too bad, really -- I haven't seen him since before 2000.
I read for a while, packed my backpack, and talked toimtboo on the phone. She's really fired up by the new work she's been doing, and I'm really happy for her. I miss her so much that I felt jealous about the new work and people, and I felt bad about being jealous, and I tried to suppress the jealousy but it made it hard to listen. Eventually I told her about it, which discharged the whole feeling. Funny how that works. I'm really glad that I will see her tonight; it's been far too long.
imtboo said something to me last night that made me feel super special: she said she felt like she has never worried like my love for her was something that might run out. That it wasn't a finite thing to be rationed.
I took a shower and went to bed. I woke up this morning with my arms snugged around a pillow. I'm tired of that.
This morning I checked out from the hotel and came in to the office for a meeting with fellow grad student and internship advisor (it's my last day here). The bottom line: the experiments we were trying to run had a bug (in FGS's code; nothing I can do about it) and they may (or may not) be able to share the code with me (legal questions). That was it.
At 10, I gave my talk on character encodings; I had mercilessly hacked it shorter but I also added a number of other ideas to it, so it took nearly an hour. The lab director laughed at my jokes (yay!) and I cracked up the Israeli visiting researcher (and nobody else) with my joke about how Arabic and Hebrew wouldn't share the same ISO-8859 for political reasons. I wrapped up, and the lab director thanked me later for the talk.
I've put my laptop back in my backpack, and am now twiddling thumbs until I leave for the airport.
I went back to the hotel to look at dinner, but their dinner offerings were all meat, so I had snacks that I had stashed for this purpose.
fructivore called, but he's just landed in the Bay Area and we both were too pooped-out to get together that night. Too bad, really -- I haven't seen him since before 2000.I read for a while, packed my backpack, and talked to
imtboo on the phone. She's really fired up by the new work she's been doing, and I'm really happy for her. I miss her so much that I felt jealous about the new work and people, and I felt bad about being jealous, and I tried to suppress the jealousy but it made it hard to listen. Eventually I told her about it, which discharged the whole feeling. Funny how that works. I'm really glad that I will see her tonight; it's been far too long.imtboo said something to me last night that made me feel super special: she said she felt like she has never worried like my love for her was something that might run out. That it wasn't a finite thing to be rationed. I took a shower and went to bed. I woke up this morning with my arms snugged around a pillow. I'm tired of that.
This morning I checked out from the hotel and came in to the office for a meeting with fellow grad student and internship advisor (it's my last day here). The bottom line: the experiments we were trying to run had a bug (in FGS's code; nothing I can do about it) and they may (or may not) be able to share the code with me (legal questions). That was it.
At 10, I gave my talk on character encodings; I had mercilessly hacked it shorter but I also added a number of other ideas to it, so it took nearly an hour. The lab director laughed at my jokes (yay!) and I cracked up the Israeli visiting researcher (and nobody else) with my joke about how Arabic and Hebrew wouldn't share the same ISO-8859 for political reasons. I wrapped up, and the lab director thanked me later for the talk.
I've put my laptop back in my backpack, and am now twiddling thumbs until I leave for the airport.
