Showing posts with label Notes from life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Notes from life. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Strange attractors

My life keeps on returning to same locations.

In mathematics, especially chaos math, there is a concept called strange attractors. Without going into the maths - it basically is that a function keeps on returning to the same path.

(Read more about it here: http://hypertextbook.com/chaos/21.shtml )

And I am starting to suspect that my life is running in similar paths.

Three pieces of evidence:

- When I moved to Stockholm with my then girlfriend, we lived in a suburb in the south.
My current girlfriends brother lives in the same suburb.

- I used to work at one location in the western part of Stockholm, two jobs later - I find myself working in the same area.

And now, I have just gotten a new job - guess where? Yep, the same block as in the first company that I worked with in Stockholm.

A little scary.

Sunday, May 22, 2005

Lazy Good For Nothing Bum!

Yes, I am lazy.

I have neglected this blog ever since my birthday.

No, I didn´t get that depressed because of it, but other things keeps on taking my attention. Small petty things like - my job.

I started my blog when I was deep in a project, and that project is ALMOST finished. Just one more thing, and then I may reap the benefits, that is - get paid. Hopefully I will finish it tonight.

I will try to return here more regulary.


But, lazy - that I am. I can work very hard to be able to be lazy. When I have a problem that can be solved with monotonous repetetive operations, I usually spend a lot of time thinking how I can create some automatical routine that will do this for me. And sometimes - creating that routine will take me longer time, than solving the task manually.

I try to console myself with the thought that - Next Time - this will help me. But, usually - next time around - the problem is different, so I have to do it all over again.

Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Birthday

So, I am now 43 years old.

An odd number of years, so I don´t celebrate much. My life is usually in stages and I feel like I am in the middle of the end of one stage.

It is business as usual today.

Sunday, March 20, 2005

I Love my dishwasher!

Yes, I do.

For a long, long time I didn´t have one. I washed everything by hand. With a brush and hot water running.

And of course, when I was bachelor - it sometimes piled up. And when I was living with someone - it was a source of arguments. Somehow I always ended up washing the dishes.

But, when we moved to this current apartment - I was determined that we should have a dishwasher. First we bought one from one store, after a week of waiting - it finally arrived.

Then the clumsy installer managed to turn one screw the wrong way so something broke. He promised to come back "later", but after waiting two days - I called the store and asked them to remove it. They tried to placate me, but I had lost all confidence in them.
We went to another store - and they came and installed a new one. No problem since.

So, right now it is working quietly in the background doing what I used to do. Not fast, but more efficent and the dishes are much cleaner.

And I can sit here and write this.

I do love that machine.

Friday, March 18, 2005

Introduction

So, I finally caved in - and set up my own blog.

Now, this is something I am doing in the middle of the night, instead of doing what I am supposed to do - and the reason I got up in the middle of the night, and that is to finish a project I have been having hanging over my head for six months now.

Anyway, I am an (younger) middleaged guy that is working as a computer nerd for the last twenty years. I am short, fat and ugly - so I am all yours girls. I also used to have glasses but that I took care of a couple of years ago - by doing laser surgery on them. Best thing I ever done.

Right now I am sort of out of a relationship, I managed to scare my cohabitual girlfriend away to another country. Ok, she said something about taking care of her fathers business since he is getting old, but I don´t know. Well, we talk every other week on the phone, and she has been back a couple of times, but basically I consider myself single.

I am not living with any animals either, other than the occasional bug and housefly, but I am used to living with cats. I grew up with cats, and I hade a cat friend living with me for 13 years. He was really belonging to my then girlfriend, but when we split up - he choose to stay with me. I will probably post some pictures of him at some time.

I am also kind of out of work, although I am as busy as ever. I have started my own little company, which is basically only for tax purposes and since Sweden is well known for its very low taxes - you can imagine how well that goes. I am also partly hired for another company to do the interface of their system - and I usually pops in there three or four days a week. But, I am now looking for a little better situation - that is - I would like to have a regular paycheck.

What I do best is working with databases, interface design and I am sold to the devil, that is - I am mostly using the tools that Bill Gates has put out. Nothing wrong with other companies - but I choose that path. And Adobes Photoshop of course.

At the little spare time I have - I sleep - and then I frequent these forums that has a space for opinionated people like me. The two major ones I go to - is my own - where me and a small select group of nice people chat around various subject - this is the link I have as my homepage - and it is all in Swedish. The other one is also a major Swedish forum called Flashback, which also is now starting its International version. You will find me on both. On the swedish one I am also one of 40 moderators.

Other than that I read books and listen to music. Once in a while I go out on a binge. Been a while now, though.

That is it. I better start to finish that pesky project before the customer drives to my home and holds a gun to my head.

Links
My profile on the Swedish Flashback
My profile on the International Flashback