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Att stå still gåendes

linduxed — Wed, 25 Jan 2012 23:36:52 +0000

En ny vecka gryr och jag står med hopp.

Jobb jag har av varje storlek och slag,
nog till att fängsla mig natt som dag.

På måndagen är brådska mig främmande.
Jag lär ej jobba alls, trots att arbetsbördan är skrämmande.

Jag börjar strax, efter lunch, ikväll, inatt.
Imorgon jobbar jag säkert ifatt.

Tisdag och onsdag far fort likaså,
jag vet inte ens vad jag skall jobba på.

Vid torsdag morgon är det dags att rappa på,
halva veckan har gått och resultaten är som bäst små.

Idéerna och visionerna rusar då förbi,
alla saker som det vore bra om man avklarat i tid.

Men det är ju bara tankar, drömmar som hägrar var dag;
de ändrar inte något, minst av allt att jag är så svag.

Utan att minnas vad jag gjort, de timmar jag haft allt redo för drift,
jag sitter där vid midnatt, slagen av min lathet och apatisk som av ett gift.

Natten är dock ej slut för mig, midnatt är blott sen kväll.
Med småtimmarnas tystnad skall det här väl vara en bagatell?

När fredag dagas är allt för sent och hoppet borta.
Det enda jag klarade av var att få dagarna att kännas korta.

Skall man ens påbörja dagen när man redan igår var slagen?

Jag kan säkert lura mig själv en dag till,
“Jag tar igen allt, bara jag vill!”.

Värst är det då jag bara har helgen kvar,
för det är då tiden som snabbast far.

Flykten från arbete med sig oftast skulden bär,
men ej på helgen, inte den minsta tyngd på mig tär.

Vet något i mig att ambitioner skall stängas ned? Att lättjan skall skölja över?
Ohämmad kommer jag göra precis vad jag vill, men ej det jag behöver.

Måndag nalkas och ännu en vecka har försvunnit;
all den tid man kunde ha använt har mest uti sanden runnit.

Är något annat möjligt?
Kommer jag att ändras under årets lopp?

Jag kastar bort dessa tankar…

…ty en ny vecka gryr och jag står med hopp.

Just a toy

linduxed — Tue, 17 Aug 2010 15:14:11 +0000

Yesterday I had an experiece that was moving. It felt special, yet to the casual observer it would have been anything but special.

Laughs from nowhere

linduxed — Tue, 25 May 2010 10:18:00 +0000

Humour is a force that binds and divides.
It is as hard to define as the force of love and yet as simple. When you burst out into an honest laughter, just as with love, it just happens.
Similarly, what may be infatuating for one, might be repulsive to the other. I expect everyone to have wondered why person next to them is laughing, just as I expect most people to have encountered love they cannot understand.

Unreal Tournament vs. Quake

linduxed — Tue, 12 Jan 2010 17:54:49 +0000

Within the genre of first person shooters there is a sub-genre that I like to call arena shooters.
Arena shooters focus on dropping you and a bunch of opponents into enclosed arenas with a bunch weapons with the sole objective of making your opponents less intact than you are.

The black sheep of social media

linduxed — Sun, 27 Sep 2009 22:16:15 +0000

Last week the company had a group activity where the following question had to be answered:

"How can we make our company seen?"

A broad but familiar question, one that I assume most companies try to figure out the answer to.
At first I thought that the sandwich buffet would be the main attraction of the evening; I might have some qualities of a marketer, but my days in telemarketing weren't the most joyful I've had.
Most groups employed the classical way making a company known, that is to plaster our logo on everything that can fit it. There were some interesting ideas like offering WiFi hotspots at the conventions that the company tends to attend, but in general a flurry of company car stickers, usb keys and coffee cups were suggested.

I had the good fortune however of sitting next to a table where the idea of a Twitter account emerged.

At the snap of your fingers

linduxed — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 16:23:15 +0000

I'm by now profoundly tired of the misconception that has been floating around in our modern digitalized society for too long of a time. It thrives within the older generations, but is in no way limited to them. It goes like this:

Pirate Party gets into EU-parliament

linduxed — Tue, 09 Jun 2009 16:35:27 +0000

I've for some time now looked at extreme sides in conflicts/discussions as a kind of a necessity. It's not that you will always agree with them, but they will inevitably broaden the scope of the argument.
I might, for instance, not agree with right-wing extremists, but having them there forces one into debates that would otherwise never be had, opening ones eyes to opinions outside what is seen as "normal".

It was this kind of blindness to other opinion that permeated the Swedish (although not in any way limited to) politics when it came to a certain subject:

Unreal Tournament 3 + Titan Pack

linduxed — Wed, 03 Jun 2009 15:41:28 +0000

When Unreal Tournament 3 was officially announced, a wave of mixed feelings went through the Unreal-community.
UT2004 was essentially everything most people could have ever wanted in terms of a shooter. Sure, there were going to be UT99 purists who would object to the style and the zealous Quake gamers who still claim that after Q3 the world could have stopped spinning, but disregarding people who would never have it any different than graphically updated clones, UT2004 was a milestone in FPS gaming. The mechanics were done right, the content was abundant, the community was sprawling and everything was kept at a impressively high standard. Within UT2004 we had almost everything we could ask for.

Now I've only been playing UT3 for the "Play UT3 for free!"-weekends offered on Steam. Since these have occurred twice I've got somewhere around 20 hours of total play time. I therefore don't feel entitled to a final opinion, but I want to share my observations.

Why American humour doesn't humour me

linduxed — Tue, 02 Jun 2009 20:11:24 +0000

I went to see Dylan Moran yesterday.
I was quite hesitant at first to order the ticket, having two exams the same week. In retrospect however, I would never be able to forgive myself for not taking the opportunity to see my favorite comedian, bar none.

No Vista - No gaming ; Hate Vista - Love gaming

linduxed — Fri, 29 May 2009 02:02:16 +0000

In my last entry I described my nocturnal attempts at installing an OS.
After a little closer reflection, I noticed that to a large extent I wouldn't be able to blame the distros for dodgy discs, sleep depravity and lack of will to fix issues which were bound to arise.

Now I've grown used to certain things when it comes to GNU/Linux, one of the most prominent being that certain hardware takes some work to get working. I've got a rather new sound card, that causes problems. My wireless card was also quite problematic (as in wasn't compatible) until the 2.6.28 kernel.
This is quite explainable, there's rarely official support so the more ambitious geeks around the world hero-code, so that we have anything at all. A remarkable job is done in this respect.

This leads me to be thoroughly pissed when a certain OS gets treated with official drivers to every damn component in a computer and still doesn't work as intended.