Nikolai Kingsley

Low On Memory

i've temporarily run out of memory (virtual, actual, cache-conceptual, demonic, s-registers, imaginary and). it's been at least a month since i did any kind of optimisation. that and lack of sleep have fragmented me to buggery. i've had to reduce the amount of space ordinarily allocated to my stack, and the little that is left is

subject to frequent

shrinkage and growage due to all kinds of incidental interrupts that pop up now and then. you know, things like "breathe" and "scratch your behind" and "you're dehydrating. drink some water" and "remember tanadia?". the stack goes

up and

and and

up and down every few minutes. it's hard to concentrate on anything more involved than, say, eating a

a
a
a
a
a biscuit. or a sentence.

eating a sentence? well, no.

i imagine this is the state of mind the MTV generation live in. i should really optimise and reclaim all those fragments between blocks, get back to feeling more or less human. but feeling this way is is is is is is is oddly comforting. it's a little like that imaginary drug Elricin, but perhaps spiked with a little Persilene, that other imaginary drug.

i really shouldn't do this at work, though, should i? at least it's not like i'm in charge of an atomic reactor or anything. besides, the other guy has a key, too.

he's lookin' at me funny, though. and he looks kinda funny to me.


Wed, 25 Aug 1999

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