noodles. coffee. cycle~ 440.

*Good*morning! noidonothaveahangover threelargebudvarsdonotgiveyouhangovers when you're on a Nutritious Diet(tm). I slept way too much (5 hours) but I did sleep very well.

Geek, student and bohemian lifestyles don't mix. Geek need Brain and therefore no Alcohol. How depresing.

My last log entries yesterday were eaten by a random bug-of-the-system. I am writing this by hand so I won't have to trust those nasty computers to publish it on the web.

Guru pointed out the impossibility of recording sound from within the sound carpet the program is trying to generate. Good point. Guru also came up with the idea of using a simple webcam to track movement within the "cell". Detecting changes in the darkness, contrast etc. of a sequence of images is a fairly straightforward task (in MAX, that is) and so there's a cheap and elegant solution to the sensor problem. Guru is so wise.

No real progress on the Patch. Whenever I feel like I understand MAX, MAX does something unexpected and I'm back to start. But my sounds sound better.

A few minutes ago I took off my headphones only to discover that Eirik was missing! I found him splashed out on a couch! Perhaps we should reconsider the nutritous content of 3 large pints of Budvar?!
I myself feel a craving for splashing out on something soft... But no! First I've got to have some sort of order in my videomaniac chaos!

Should I drink yet another CULT? They're definitely not based on long-term energy!!!

I feel an irresistetable urge to crawl into a comforting bubble for a very long time... Ahem.. ahh... I expect great benefits from this project!

What is sensible??? I mean have you ever FELT it? No... I suppose I've given up on it...

It's 00:38 and there's no turning back - I dedicate this night to the wonders of Final Cut, Pro Tools and ... MAX, which will be functioning as I'm-taking-a-break-entertainment, since it's only been 12 hours since the Guru introduced us to this programming wonder - aah... spectacular...

I'm now drinking my second CULT-energy.activator (No shit, somebody actually named it so..) and I must confess: it's working - perhaps not intentionally?! I'm feeling rather hyped and I'm insecure about the energy-factor duration. The can says that it contains maximum content of gurana caffeine... Guarana?! Isn't that some form of bat-shit???

There is no such thing as caffeine schock. Had there been, I would have experienced it ages ago.

The MAX/MSP program is progressing nicely. It now produces different kinds of annoying sound at different input levels. The sounds are crap, but it's meant to be torture, right? Right.

Disadvantage of visual programming (like MAX): for the graphically inclined, you spend more time making your patch look really great than you do actually programming.

Julie has taken a break from project Übernörd, but not from work. She has simply left the building to get some stuff done outside. Soon I will take a "break", too, to get stuff done in the outside world. Tonight is the real break: 2.5 hrs of Bouvèt Beer.

Guru is in. He is teaching MAX. I am learning. Right now, he's showing samples of Jitter on the projector. Jitter extends MAX to handle realtime video stream modification, which can be connected to MAX'es arsenal of realtime sound and sensor input tools. Jitter is to die for. My one goal in life is to master all things MAX.

(BODY ALERT: caffeine levels dangerously low, press YES to insert more coffee, press CANCEL to be reminded in one hour)

Been awake for 2 hours now, struggling with the DAT-machine!
This morning I nearly managed to go through a casual morning ritual: Get up, get dressed, wash face, do toiletish stuff, drink coffee, smoke,drink more coffe, smoke, eat breakfast, smoke... Now I'll await the Guru's arrival. There's nothing else to do! And I'm impatient! I should very much like to get started.
Todays program:
-edit 1. edition of sounds - find a rythm
-scan some x-rays for the video
-make a sketch for my visual diary
-if there's time or I'm not too exhausted: Begin to match sound and video

The school makes strange noises at night, like some big ship or factory in process or I dunno. I dreamt about a guy who had frozen to death in a storm of pixels. You could see them dripping off the ice on his face.

3.5 hrs. of not very good sleep. Too much. Must find the optimal work-caffeine-sleep balance.