Thursday, November 29, 2012

And Then He Got a Puppy

I'm finally all moved. It wasn't as painful as last time, but still pretty inconvenient and annoying to do in the Australian summer.
My housemate got a puppy too:

Here is Navicular. We call him Navi for short:


He is a great dane cross mastiff. He's six months old and already getting pretty big. It's been adorable to watch him see/use stairs for the first time, a sliding glass door and beach waves. I chew on his ears whenever we wrestle, and he's started chewing on mine now.

Friday, November 16, 2012

And Then It Got Done


There. That wasn't so hard. Now:

JunkRoom
Bedroom
Bathroom
Kitchen
Laundry
Living Room

Notice the sexy brown carpet? Nice hey?

And Then He Started Packing


Having a spare room is a dangerous thing.

I was going to be strong and keep mine as a study. But it's kinda darkish (Its one window doesn't get much sun) and it gets damn cold in winter. Not to mention despite being on the third floor, it has a view of 1) the car park below and 2) the apartment building next to me. Hardly inspiring for a study.

So when a room has these risk factors, it develops "Junkroom Syndrome" Just vacuumed and can't be arsed putting the entire vacuum away? Stick it in the junkroom. Not using your desk anymore but dont want it in your living room where it looks weird? Junkroom. Dresser you dont use? Junkroom. Taken down those ugly curtains that came with the apartment but got no where to put them? Junkroom. Bags of bills and other documents that you're not quite sure what to do with? Junkroom.

This ladies and gentlemen, is my Junkroom:



Horrifying isn't it. And on the junkroom badness scale, it's only about a 2. A single white 23 year old male student did this. Imagine what a 50 year old woman could do with two kids. It's terrifying.

Could I clean up the Junkroom and rent it out so I'm not so damn poor? Sure! Did I do that? Hell no I'm not touching all that shit!

So now that I've moved, I have no recourse but to tackle the junkroom. I'm going to draw up a plan after this blog post helps me procrastinate to slowly move. But it's going to start with the junkroom, or else I'll just end up moving everything in it, and displacing it somewhere at the new place. It's gotta go.

On the positive side, I've made the executive decision that I can probably hire a delivery van to move my house, rather than a truck this time.

Last time, the truck was comically underloaded. And it was EXPENSIVE. and extremely annoying to drive. My mattress is the largest thing, as long as that fits, it's all good. I don't really have any large items of furniture to move.

Also how crazy is steam under wine? It almost feels like you're just using a really shitty slow windows machine. It must have been a total pain in the ass to rebuild the windows API from scratch, so my (non existent) hat comes off to them.

Monday, November 12, 2012

And Then He Went To The Psyc Exam



I'm starting to appreciate the development tools that come built into linux, getting GCC onto my OS X machine was fairly annoying (I had to download the 2 gig Xcode first)

also >.<
tl;dr: A big long rant about Psyc2400

So there's been a hooplah over a course for second year psyc, psyc2400, aka Biological Psychology. Actually that's probably putting it too nicely. There's been a shitstorm.

Basically, a lot of people got marks back for an assignment, and they were unjustifiably low. And because they were so late in returning our marks, a large number of students who would have withdrawn from the course (to preserve their GPA) now cannot do so - they just have to wear these marks. This is poor management of a course that people are paying money for.
For this assignment, there was *no* marking criteria (you can instantly tell a competent lecturer vs an incompetent one, the competent one understands how to teach effectively and will always give you a marking criteria for assignments), this meant that people were effectively writing lab reports with absolutely no idea what the markers wanted. To make matters worse, whenever I asked my almost comically incompetent pair of tutors a question about it (They were unable to balance an equation correctly, and put down the resultant errors as rounding off problems. This is pretty basic year 10 maths people..), they were unable to answer my questions, or gave vague ones that smelt like "I dont actually know"

 The coordinator made available an alternate assignment for those who didnt' get the lab report results, an essay on language. Now after writing about 50,000 lab reports in the last two years, and the fact that the lab report assignment looked like load of horseshit, I emailed the coordinator and asked politely if I could do the essay. He said yes.

I got 95 for the essay, whereas every other student who did the lab report seems to have gotten 40-65. Dont get me wrong, I feel like I should have gotten a decent mark, I worked hard on the essay, it was 2000 words (making it a far bigger assignment then the basic lab report) and language is a personal area of interest to me, and I made sure it was very polished, but I dont think it deserved a 95%. Maybe 85-90. Infact getting such a high mark for it makes me feel like whoever marked it didn't even have a close look at it.

This unfortunately is not an isolated incident that is the tragicomedy of errors that is Psyc2400:

- The two main lecturers (#1 and #2, #2 is the course coordinator) appear to have zero communication between them.
- The lecture slides for lecturer #1 were never up in time, and when they were, they would frequently be incorrect as Lecturer #1 had made adjustments to them. Seriously how long have you been teaching this course? Get organised.
- The lecture slides and lab manual contained a litany of errors, ranging from the egregious spelling errors in every second slide to factual inaccuracies. In one slide, the cranial nerves were not labelled correctly. Then, the correction posted later was not correct, so there was a correction to the correction, and this was on a slide that HE TOLD US TO MEMORISE. Thanks dickhead.
- Lecturer #2 simply does not have the English skills to teach effectively. I've seen this before. What happens is everyone has this strange belief that it's somehow politically incorrect to tell someone that they suck at English. Sure it's rude, but it's even more rude to allow someone to make a giant fool out of themselves. I estimate I understood maybe 60% of what he said, no where near enough to learn the material. Two hours = wasted.
- The markers/lecturers are fucking lazy. We did our first assignment in week 4, and didn't get it back until the last week of the holidays. That's SEVEN WEEKS TO MARK A MULTIPLE CHOICE TEST. Then we didnt' get our second assignment back until TWO DAYS before the final exam, too late to pull out if you bombed at it
- Lecturer #2 would frequently make excuses that he was busy with honours years students, and this was an excuse for his tardiness in relation to replying to students' questions. What are you, a 14 year old? Let me explain time management to you: Time is a finite resource, when you allocate it to something, you dont magically get more of it elsewhere. If you take on the responsibility of looking after honours years students or other courses (I'm going on the daring premise here that you are in fact, not a slave, and not under duress because your daughter is being held hostage in a bunker in afghanistan) Then people will assume that taking on this responsibility means you have the time to do a good job at it. University courses are touchstones to our future careers. Treating it like a hobby is fucking insulting to all of us.
- This course was by far the most expensive out of the four we did this semester. By a large margin.
- We have received NO FEEDBACK for ANYTHING. Just extremely late marks. What areas do I need to focus on for the exam? Who knows. I have no feedback!
- The blackboard site is insanely disorganised, it's incredibly difficult to find anything.

What's happened as a result of the huge number of complaints? An email this morning says apparently some psyc coordinators are going to sit down with the coordinators from Pysc2400 and tell them how naughty they've been and slap them on the wrist.
Ideally the solution is to remove lecturer #2 from being the course coordinator for *anything*. But you're stupid if you think that will ever happen - I've heard students from years above complaining about how terrible he is. If any of the powers that be at Newcastle uni had the balls to do something about it, it would have happened already. Think about it, you try to fire him because of communication issues, he turns around and slaps you wtih a discrimination lawsuit. It simply wont happen.

I think I'm cross about it because I *really* like biological psychology, but undertaking this course was like receiving a christmas present, and finding a chunk of coal inside. Blah.


Friday, November 9, 2012

And Then He Got Nostalgic

So I have an unhealthy fascination with old operating systems, and I have been interested in Apple's A/UX lately


Turns out Mac OS X is the second, not the first Apple operating system to be based on UNIX. Circa 1989 they had a special apple branded version that could run Classic Mac OS applications, had a terminal (called the CommandShell) and could even run the X11 window system.

So in 1989, Apple already had an operating system with preemptive multitasking (for the UNIX compliant applications), native multiple user support without using At Ease, a highly extensible POSIX compliant underlying system and a Mac OS interface running on it. I wonder why Apple never seriously considered using it as the basis for the Classic Mac OS replacement, although admittedly NextStep was a much more mature operating system with some far more compelling features (such as the postscript display layer and it's object-orientated programming language)

Sunday, November 4, 2012

And Then He Saw The Relandscaping

It's too damn hot.

Seriously, I have my ceiling fan on full-bawl just to sleep.

On the plus side, the front of my apartment is being redone, into a nice grassy area now. It will look good. Shame it's Jesmond

Not that it matters anyway, I'm leaving in about three weeks. I haven't handed my notice in yet because I dont want people coming through inspecting the place when I'm trying to study.

I've also got to get a move on with trying to get rid of my stuff. If I was smart I'd try and do it now. I've got three years of living alone's stuff to condense into a sharehouse

The only things I really want to keep are

- My Coffee table. Because it took seriously two years of searching, and accidentally buying a glass one that got recalled because they apparently had a habit of randomly exploding. Thanks Fantastic Furniture!
- My Bed. It's annoying to requisition a queen sized bed. And to move it around.
- My Desk. Cause I need a desk to study at
- My Samsung TV. It was expensive, and I happen to be very attached to it. It has DLNA, and will play pretty much any file format known to man. This was opposed to the Sony I looked at which was MORE and didn't have DLNA, and doesn't play anything, and had an incredibly uncomfortable to use remote. And it didn't even look that nice. Sony Fail.
- My Uni stuffs. Like my laptop and books and whatnot
- My clothing, and bedding


And taht's pretty much it. I estimate I will be getting rid of... well a shitload of things. Actually now that I think about it, I'm going home on January the 14th for a week, if I was smart I'd take with me a bunch of stuff that my parents can store. Even though they're moving. But that will be their problem when they move and not mine :D