My cats don't even hang out with me anymore. Not that I've been home all that much. Ever since Oz spread a fleece pullover on the couch a few weeks ago, their furry little butts have been glued to it, except during food-related activities (begging and eating and litter-boxing).
I've basically spent all my waking hours since I got back from Tech in the Sun lab, with brief excursions for meals and classes. I'm glad I've finally got some decent pain medication, or else my joints would be screaming (really, emitting squeaky sounds that keep me from sleeping (I'm only exaggerating a little)).
By the end of the day yesterday, I had my pipelined microprocessor design working really well: it executed instructions in a four-stage pipeline in two-and-a-half clock cycles instead of four. Unfortunately, that wasn't "right" so today I consulted with Dr. Smith and spent hours making and testing the modifications that would make it take four clock cycles. So it would be "right." It's right now. I think the problem with my extra-compact pipeline is that it couldn't be synthesized into a real circuit that would actually work, even though it simulated like a dream.
It hit me when I was in the shower this evening. I spent all day sitting in front of a computer, on which I was designing an infinitely less complex computer, and when I got home, I would spend the remainder of the evening noodling around with another computer, linked to millions of other computers.
252 words | December 7, 2004 10:50 PM | Ivory tower