Fiddling round the edges, and John Spencer

Well I think I've figured it out. I spent a month working kinks, real and perceived, out of my code. Then I ran some simulations which got me some results in a fortnight. Then there was a period of building more tools, and starting simulation runs. That seems to be about it. Building tools I don't really think I need, and doing so slowly.

How crap is that. From now on I'm writing a record of whatever I did all day. However crap. For my own records. Revoltingly honest, and every day. I'll see if it works.

Oh, and Requiem In Pace, John Spencer

The last however long

Well I've been working in France for 3 months. It's lonely and fairly dull. My naive dreams of getting good work done while I'm here have fallen by the wayside, and all I've produced is a ton of crap. I really can't seem to get a grip and do anything. No plan.

The last month I've basically been without any means of entertaining myself. I wound up reading a lot of West Wing fanfiction.

OK, seriously. Where have the last 3 months gone? I'm going to work this out. Further post to follow.