Sunday, February 6, 2011

Week 4 Theme 5

Free theme focusing on voice.

Chat log with Tyler, May 13th, 2010

Tyler (4:10 am): i’ll help you later, but i have to finish my senior project first

Me (4:13 am): that’s fine, I’m almost done wit hpart 2, working on the stats collector now

Tyler (7:21 am): crap, collasped on my keyboard

Me (7:31 am): take a nap

Tyler (7:31 am): no, ill finish

Me (7:32 am): you faceplanted the keyboard after two red bulls

Me (7:32 am): take a nap

Tyler (8:50 am): back sorry, was sleeping on the floor

Me (11:17 am): finished the stats, had to redo most of your work, but it works now

Tyler (11:30 am): still working on my project, i’ll be done a few hours

Tyler (11:32 am): if i wre more awake, i’d feel bad letting you do the work

Me (1:50 pm): just fell asleep standing up, back later, saved my stuff in the repository

Me (1:50 pm): this nescafe stuff tastes like shit.

Tyler (2:30 pm): finished.

Tyler (2:35 pm): i’m looking at your code, and i can’t understand any of it

Tyler (2:45 pm): know what? i should just leave it to you, me coding will stlow you down

Me (4:05 pm): back to wrok

Me (4:07 pm): you know what’d help? You should write the report while I go test this code

Tyler (4:09 pm): ok, i’ll write up the protocol

Me (4:14 pm): k

Me (7:50 pm): shit, one hour left

Me (7:55 pm): i’m tripping balls

Me (8:11 pm): come on

Me (8:11 pm): work

Tyler (8:17 pm): explain how you didt he stats stuff?

Me (8:23 pm): not important, just read my code and throw something up there

Tyler (8:56 pm): took my best shot, in your email

Me (8:59 pm): k.

Tyler (9:15 pm): how’s it coming?

Me (9:18 pm): two nodes working, trying to get autorecovery working, fucking annoying internte connection

Me (10:31 pm): works, no obvious bugs. i’m done… ugh, never goin gto pull thsi kind of all-nighter again

Tyler (10:32 pm): finished writing, how’s it look?

Me (11:13 pm): good

Me (11:13 pm): send it

Me (11:13 pm): too tired to care

Tyler (11:17 pm): ditto

Tyler (11:17 pm): done

Me (11:17 pm): I don’t want to be a junior any more.

Tyler (11:18 pm): huh, prof already gave us our grades

Me (11:20 pm): I’m going to go lie in a coma

Tyler (11:31 pm): it was an honor, sir

Me (11:32 pm): shut up and go to sleep.

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