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As the sun rose to launch it’s skin cancer photon missiles on Melbourne, me and Ted loaded up the Kingswood and headed down the coast. Morning was spent surfing 13th beach and arvo at Anglesea, all in 26 C and a sun working overtime.

Tomorrow I’ll probably drive off to the Dandenong Ranges national park with Emma to stroll in the beautiful nature.

It’s a tough life we live..

Följande pjäser såg jag i en skobutik på Smith street i veckan..

Stå i kö?

Seriously..

So summer is officially on kicking off with two days of 35 degree heat.. and foul taste in my mouth. My last exam was by far the hardest exam I’ve done during my 5 years of tertiary studies and went accordingly shitty. I may have passed but if I do I’ll get shit marks.

..and my girlfriend moves a tad northwest in 2 weeks..

approximately 20.000 km’s..

Did I say I like winter?

Tomorrow morning sees the last exam for this semester, Distributed Systems. Keep your fingers (or other limbs free of choice) crossed for me, I’ll definitely need it.

In about 12 hours I’ll be a free man until mid February when semester 1/2007 kicks off..

Yay..

When updating my system I realized I had tons of applications and stale library requirements, installed via ports, that I never use anymore. Which ones? Go through them all? Nono.. Just use a spiffy Perl oneliner and Pandoras portbox is open:

# pkg_info | perl -e 'while(<>) {$p=(split(/s/))[0]; (print $p.”n”) 

if (`pkg_info -R $p |wc -l`==3);}'

Unix is poetry..

The foundation supporting your favorite operating system, FreeBSD, has kicked off its annual fundraiser. Chuck in a buck or two and help the FreeBSD Foundation reach its $200.000 goal.

Aussiefication step 2 in progress. Make a donation, buy an apartment!

Last night after having been to the movies (A Good Year is by the way a really nice feel-good movie) me and Emma decided to talk a stroll down Rathdowne Av. to get some fresh air. It had been raining during the day but the night was calm. Quiet. Only to be disturbed by a distressed scream rapidly approaching..

“- HELP HELP HELP ME!”

About 2 seconds later a man emerge from the next laneway ahead, some 10 meters away, bolting into the street in a a nice 100m pace Carl Lewis style. Following close behind came 3-5 guys sporting broken bottles and baseball bats (or perhaps cricket).

We stopped.

The runner crossed Rathdowne and ran to a couple of men unloading a car on the other side, the mob stopped in the laneway entry throwing curses and an occasional bottle that obviously didnt have enough karma to end up in the recyclebin for a next life.

I looked at Emma…

Emma looked at me..

Without the need for a vote, we decided to call it a night and return to the car. After all, you get fresh air while driving with the windows down..

Starting a total rebuild of all system software following a major rework of the library infrastructure in the FreeBSD project is a good thing. Keeping the system up to date.

Starting it absentminded while studying for exams and not really paying attention to what you do, while still trying to be smart and cut some corners, is a really shitty idea..

At least I get to exercise my system rescue skills..

..lucky me

Tomorrow morning I’ll be taking my second exam this semester, this time around it’s Advanced Databases. Keep your fingers crossed, the title isn’t an overstatement..

I en av bibliska proportioner mellanstor syndaflod av Sverigenostalgi kollade vi på den fantastiska Sällskapsresan: Suntrip häromkvällen.. inte bara en cinematisk upplevelse av röktantsmått utan även en inspirerande källa till bortglömda talesett från det flydda 80-talet.. som en lingvistisk symfoni dirigerad av Galne Gunnar. Personligen kräver jag att vi återinför det underbara omskrivningen av ‘festa’: “rulla hatt”. Genialt är ett alldeles för litet ord..

“- Spelar du golf? Härligt bollspel!” 

When doing inclined bench today at the gym, a very unpleasant sound caressed my ears with the smooth hands of a german Panzer tank during the polish invasion. Diesel and dust. The good news is that noone got seriously hurt. The bad news: my shoulder was responsible for making all the noise.

Snap

Crackle

Pop

When you visit Melbourne you have to kick back a few beers at one of the best bars in the world, Yelza.. on the corner of Gertrude and Smith. If you miss it you deserve to get your beard stuck in the fax-machine.. beep.

Another bar on your TODO list is that small cozy place which serves the best espresso-martini in the world. It’s somewhere off Bourke street but dont ask me where, it’s one of those places you only find late at night when your vision is blurred and your mind is foggy.. your brain wrapped in cotton and lemonslices. Right there. You’ll know when you get there.

Now you know.

Go get them tiger!

I seem to have seen a fair bit of the IT industry. I was discussing books the other day with a mate and came to mention that I have the full swedish national encyclopedia sitting back in Sweden. 24 volumes of book pleasure. Lots of shelf space..

“- And now you can get it all on a CD”

..he said with a smile.

“- Yeah, I was hired to do it.. well I did the automated image export from their editorial system”

..I replied.

“- Damnit.. only you..”

..he replied but didnt look too surprised.