The Tortoise and ActionScript 3.0
A while ago, I mentioned that I had written up a syllabus for my own course in programming which centred largely around C++ and then later on elements of ActionScript 2.0. Needless to say this was a dismal failure and never quite got off the ground.
Whenever I’m studying something or have something quasi-professional that needs doing, pretty much anything else in the world becomes more interesting and appealing to me. I understand this is not a phenomenon unique to me and it was an ongoing joke in a previous house that I lived in that you could tell when a lot of us had essay or project deadlines because the place was spotlessly clean. This instinct to do something other than what my brain things it SHOULD be doing triggered around about the time I had something in my hands that looked vaguely like a course syllabus.
Of course, in this case, I had the last laugh over my bloody minded brain, as the poor thing jumped on to something different but that is in the same field and has instead for the last few days been trapped in a prison made of Flash and ActionScript 3.0, one of the programming languages that powers flash.
When I have something worthy of publication I will of course share, but for now I shall just have to state how much I’m enjoying finally getting some programming knowledge under my belt. Up until now, it’s been like my dutch: I understand more than I can speak, but I don’t understand much. Now, my programming is at the level whereby I could probably reliably ask for directions to the railway station, even if I won’t necessarily understand the answer given to me.




Time Travel the Wrong Way
That last choose your own adventure style post was a little self deprecating, slightly exaggerated and probably made me come off like a pathetic alcoholic, which just isn’t true. I’m not an alcoholic.
However, the point that’s there is that time very quickly slips away without you noticing it. I suppose my only real comparison that I can make is school life contrasting with working life (University doesn’t count. I had very few contact hours which meant the time could be divided between time spent awake and time spent asleep, but the hours with which each were happening were not consistent). Whereas I get home from work most days around 5:30, during my time at school, I could have been home for an hour and a half by that point. With this in mind, it’s clear that I already have less time in the evenings.
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