Thursday, March 23

Mumblings

I re-found my diary ... urhm ... journal three days ago, not underneath a tree but in the space below my closet gathering dust. It's really an old notebook the size of a large she-wallet. I dunno what came to me that time, but 'twas suppose to be a dream diary ...urhm ... journal (diary are for girls, from now on and then on, it's a journal). The first entries were dated jan 05 '02 (I had more than one dream the first time I decided to journal them down). Entertaining actually, but being the creature of non-habit that I am, the journal slowly mutated and decided to be simultaneously a grocery list, assignment notebook, soccer attendance sheet, a to-dos list, and almost even toilet paper and sometimes a girly diary.

The unpretentious notebook, tattered and with peeling covers, chronicled almost significant moments from 2002 until 2004. Emotional fights with my S.O., material things I would like to possess at that time, ways I can get those material things at that time, things I would like to do to improve myself, notes to self, bits of reflection, they were there.

Reading them again is almost living at those moments especially those notes to self. Writing notes to self started when UP decided I was too good for them. And I could write long, detailed even, notes to self.

With the ~150 pages it has, I guesstimate that there are ~50 blank pages left. And I'm gonna write into it again. I guess writing on paper with a pen is different from typing from a keyboard to a white screen. And most entries on this tattered journal is not interesting for other people. This means I'd rather write it down than blog it.

I mumble.

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On a different topic, I recently found out about polyphasic sleeping. I think I'm gonna read more on this and then try it. Quite interesting if you ask me.

Here's how I will prepare: slowly try and be vegetarian or at least cut down big-time on meat, slowly wean myself off coffee(I don't drink a lot so I don't think it would be a problem), stop smoking (Again, I smoke very occasionaly and only when socially significant. Social significance of smoking is subject of an entire blog so I'll just leave the idea on your fertile minds), regularly wake up early.

That's about it for now. I hope this gets interesting enough for me to blog on this.

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I'm also thinking of switching blog service provider (if ever there is such a term as blog service provider). The idea of having categories for one's blog entries thrills me (talk about cheap thrills). Thanks for the idea marlon.

Wednesday, March 1

Mr. Mild Mannered Programmer

*Update as of June 2006*
   This entry was originally posted on blognironald.blogspot.com. Prior to the url of blognironald.blogspot.com, the original url was the semi-cryptic icedman13.blogspot.com.
*End Update*

According to Blogger.com, I'm a registed user since February of 2004. Let me see, today's the first of March so 2 years times 12 months/year, hmm.. so that's roughly 24 mos. Excluding this entry, I have posted 24 others so, 24 mos. dibaybay 24 blogs, hmm.. carry one then square the result over phi... A blog entry for every month!

I may not be the most frequent poster among bloggers, but guess what? Guess who's google's number one (1) mild mannered programmer on the web. Drum rolls please. drumdrumdrumdrumdrum...

Here is the web's number 1 mild mannered programmer as of March of '06. As of this date, google returned 31,700 results for mild mannered programmers. I may not be the best programmer among the lot, but be assured I'm the mildest and most mannered of them all.

This may seem insignificant to you but months ago, I was like the 23,857th entry for the search term "mild mannered programmer." I can therefore conclude that tips on search engine optimization (SEO) sure worked. So dear friends, keep linking me up.

I see some pros and cons here.

Forgetting my easily rememberable url of http://blognironald.blogspot.com is no more a problem. I can imagine it all now.. *nuninuninuni*

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Bored Office Worker: I'm so bored working here in the office that I'm tagged as a Bored Office Worker in this psuedo-script.

Bored Office Worker (Struck by an Idea): Hey! Lemme mosey around and read up on my loser friend's blog I'll probably be thankful I'm bored working in this office as soon as I read up on him. Now what was the URL again? Was it blugnironald? Or was that Blognggwapo? *Tries the various URLs anyway*

Bored Office Worker: Oh shit! Why was I redirected to this pr0n sites!?! But hey, isn't this my highschool classmate? *drools*

After 3 hours and 2 bathroom trips

Satiated-but-still-Bored Office Worker: That should be enough pr0n for me for 2 hours. Gotta focus now and look for that super interesting blog. Let me _google_ for mild mannered programmer...

Satiated-Bored-but-now-Happy Office Worker: Viola! I finally found you. I love you mild mannered programmer but let me get back to my pr0n...

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Sounds too good, that it's true.

But on the not-so-lighter side of things, being the mildest and most mannered programmer may be too much pressure. I must be spartan in my ways to be able to maintain my mildness and manneredness. I mean, jeez, this popularity could easily get into my head.

Actually, it already have. Let's wait for the repercussions...