Picture a big bald man all of 6′1″ and about 110kgs (a high quote to be on the safe side), hopping around in nothing but his boxers and a large half-eaten plantain banana in one hand. You now begin to understand why i find myself the subject of much hilarity.

I am a clown. I feel like i was born to make people smile. Some do. Some don’t.

Oh well, you can’t win em all.

wait, what was this post about…
Once again, i reveal my distracted side. Both of them.

Yes, I knelt on my glasses(with my knee, mind you)
The disorientation is not exactly momentary. I was walking in a blurry daze through NH47 traffic. Hence, It took me twice as long to reach the office. Things haven’t exactly gone from bad to worse, but now I have to use my sizzzling hot laptop on my lap. ouch.
I really should’ve done something about those 70°C-plus CPU temperatures. Talk about getting burned in a warm place.

I’m looking at a mountain of text in front of me: Roger Pressman’s “Software Engineering: A practitioner’s approach”. Yes, the seminal work in the field of Software Engineering. or so they say. Now the reason this feels like a mountain of text is because I have an Engineering paper by the same name in less than 14 hours from now. And i’m no practitioner whatchacallit.

I wonder if ‘brain freeze’ happens to everyone or is it just lazy nerds like me. In other circumstances(namely, in the pursuit of trivial knowledge), I would have picked up the book from a store, paid cash, just to check it out. But, when, it becomes part of my academic curriculum, I feel like puking all over it. I really need to see a shrink/therapist about this. Is this some kind of unconscious rebellion against enforced learning… I really love to learn new things; except when someone tells me I HAVE TO. Thats when the whole thing becomes an exercise in trying to read a single paragraph without being distracted.

“Excuses! Excuses!” (as a wise man once told me on IRC)

This is going to be one long night.

Signing off… with some nerdy stats.
hddtemp:49 degrees Centigrade
CPUtemp: 58 degrees Centigrade
uptime: 1:45
MOOD: dazed/distracted

Hardware design by BMW

Originally uploaded by vimalg2

I read that a certain design wing of BMW is responsible for the curvy black
and white design for my Acer Gemstone series laptop.
Ogle away, folks

Macbook’s got nothing on this baby. (yes, its flamebait, I know)

Nokia E51

One magnificently engineered telecommunications device.

A classic Nokia with all the attributes that made ‘Nokia‘ synonymous with ‘cell phone‘, several years ago when I was just a kid.

Great battery life, excellent reception, a tactile keypad that’s a joy to use, and all the rest of the ‘features’ that today’s kids take for granted. This is not the mobile-camera for shutter-bugs or morons who cant tell a phone from a camera or an mp3 player. Its a true blue phone. It doesn’t hurt that it has a lot of Blackberry-esque features from its E-series pedigree. And the integrated Wi-Fi is something that no other vendor offers at this price point or this size. (can Blackberry or SE beat the 12mm thickness?)

The complete specs are available here [GSMarena]

Unfortunately, I’m still saving up for this baby.

That’s just it.

This is the exact same thought process that goes thru my mind, any time I hit compose Post on any blogging/CMS platform. I’m not exactly an established writer or any kind of writer by a long shot. So, I can’t really bitch about having chronic ‘Writer’s Block’.

However, what I seem to be extraordinarily verbose about, is doing this woe-is-me routine upon not being able to do something. UNIX error messages anyone?. i.e No output if everything goes A-Ok.

So with a little creative captioning and a nice dark n moody Wordpress theme, the adventure begins all over again. I have no clue what I’m going to write about in here. I expect i’ll write more of these bitch-about-how-my-life-sucks-but-nah-not-really kind of posts, that anyone but myself will loathe reading a few months from now. C’mon Who doesn’t love a secret(not) diary?

Composing my thoughts and arguments into a structured format is something that I aim to learn from this endeavour. I want to make mistakes and I want the whole world to point them out to me.

Do I sound like a masochist just now? Well, that can’t be helped. I have a wee bit of all the various kinds of neuroses. Pick one. Bring it on…