Momma said knock you out

I think I spend waste my time not doing any one thing but 0.005% of something. A few pages of a book, a few comments on +G, a few guffaws at being stuck another wannabe hood.

I think I finished my Android homework. This is the first assignment that was vague and nebulous. I get paid to interpret things that are also vague and nebulous, but this assignment's requirements were half-baked. At least the class is pass/no clue.

It's sad how stupid this season's "Hell's Kitchen" has become. A bunch of hacks who act like 12 year old girls at recess. So many of these shows exceed their shelf lives, and this is one of them.  I don't think we need another Gordon Ramsay show unless he can beat the crap out of someone who can't cook a scallop. Booyah.

Dumbo

Damn.  I think I almost blew out my eardrums when I clicked the google music player.  I'm far more likely to so something idiotic than have flashes of brilliance.

I was under the impression that I had a small limit of songs I could upload, but I've uploaded a good number of Beatles and Joy Division albums as well as some mixes I had for friends.  The tiny app that runs on my PC at home is pretty limited.  I point to an itunes list and it's too dumb to see that the contents have changed.  Sadly there's no option to force a re-read.

I guess I've moved from podcasts to online EVERYTHING.  Not sure if I'm read for online IDEs a la Cloud9.  This macbook (the only HEAVY one not the light and fluffy retina one they sell now) already looks old.   I've been using this with win8 along with a half-functioning wireless mouse I got at Fry's (aka the 11th circle of hell).  In other words, I need to upload a crapload of songs and albums.  I get tired of my "new" stuff pretty quickly. Hell, even XMU is stale.  The blog radio stuff is sometimes cool and sometimes makes me want to rip my eyes out.