The first thing: Apparently the standard New York State employment contract contains this irritating clause about how anything you think or say or fucking whatever during the "term" of your employment is owned by your employer. Fuck. Here it is:
Any and all inventions, discoveries, improvements or creations (collectively, the "Invention Ideas") which Employee has conceived or made, or may conceive or make during the period of employment in any way, directly or indirectly, connected with Employer's business, shall be the sole and exclusive property of Employer. The term "Inventions Ideas" means any and all ideas, processes, trademarks, service makes, inventions, technology, computer programs, original works of authorship, designs, formulas, patents, discoveries, copyrights and all improvements, rights, and claims related to the foregoing that are conceived, developed or reduced to practice by Employee alone or with others...Granted, I took that from a California State employment agreement, but it's pretty much the same thing. This is bullshit! I know what you're saying, "Boo hoo hoo," right? Well, the little "Invention Ideas" that I work on in my spare time happen to be the only things that keep me going. I don't give shit one about my fucking job or "Grid," whatever the fuck that is. As far as I'm concerned, Grid is something gay people get. Maybe you guys have a hard time relating to this -- imagine that someone told you you couldn't play your XBOX or listen to Jay-Z tell you that he's got "99 problems, but a bitch ain't one." You would be upset.
Well, I asked my boss delicately what the company policy was on employee contributions to open-source software, but he hasn't gotten back to me yet. Apparently, it's a "complex issue." For fuck's sake. Well, guess what -- it's still a small enough company that it would be pretty inconvenient for me to quit, because they'd have to train someone all over again to use their bullshit software that doesn't even do anything anyway. Business "people" are so fucking stupid. I'm the one that signed it, though, so it's not like I'm not stupid. And don't think I don't know that posting any of this in this stupid Online Journal is grounds for termination.
Second, I took the GREs a week ago, and fucked up the math part. That sucked. Apparently the math part is really easy, too, because getting an 800 only puts you in the 92nd percentile, but getting a verbal 800 puts you in the 99th. And most grad school CS programs have this thing where they don't have a stated policy about GRE scores, but they pretty much use a math score below a certain number to weed you out, and usually that score is something like 780. I'm not fucking kidding. I got a 730 on the math. The only school I looked at that didn't have some kind of obvious "fuck you" statement about it was Columbia, which will only cut you if you have less than a 650. I thought I was through with this shit after I got into college.
I'm reading Philosophical Investigations, but I feel like most of the stuff in it that's gee-whiz stuff for most people is covered in Intro CogSci and AI / Compilers. I got a book of Calvino stories out of the library yesterday so that I have something non-boring to read on the subway.
- The Big Bounce: Suck
- It's A Wonderful Life: It's a horrible life, but it's a pretty good movie
- Underworld: Suck, boring.
- Curb Your Enthusiasm, Season One: Funny, a bit
Does my upstairs neighbor know that the whole block can hear his stupid rap music? I think he's an amateur freestylist, too. Do all of you college faggots out there who "write rhymez" in your free time know how awful you sound? You're worse than those white suburban kids who wear backwards baseball caps and wifebeaters, because you have the naivete to believe that someone wants to listen to you read a grade-school level poem about how Euripides and Grand Theft Auto have a lot of things in common.
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