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Dragon.Boy
This past year, I was accepted into Carnegie Mellon's [cmu.edu] [cmu.edu]
School of Computer Science [cmu.edu] [cmu.edu]. It has been a remarkable
experience that I would lik e to share with the Slashdot community. Here's
an account of my experience.
Week 1, Sunday: I moved in today. My roommate, a sophomore CS student, had
already moved in tw o days before me. The floor is already completely
covered with garbage. He also smells. I think he might be gay too. He's
already asked me if I like the color he painted his toenails. This should
be interesting. I am almost completely settled in. Techno music is playing
in every room in every floor of my dorm. There are computers and other
types of trash out in the common areas. What a mess. Tom orrow, I am going
to go sign up to get my network connection.
Week 1, Monday: I got hooked up to the CMU network today! I jacked into
the network, only to f ind that the hostname and address assigned to me
were colliding with another system. I'll just increm ent the network
numbers a few times. I am really eager to get on.
Week 1, Tuesday: I am still looking for a free IP address. Can't anybody
here properly configu re their systems?
Week 1, Friday: I finally found a free IP! It's mine! You sons of bitches
can't have i t, I found it, I keep it, it's mine! To hell with all of you!
Head hurts really bad. I've slowly be en developing a headache since I
first arrived. Everywhere I look there are these Lucent Technologies
wireless access points. I wonder if that's the problem.
Week 1, Saturday: I sat down at my computer today. My desktop wall paper
is now the goatse.cx guy. Pleasant. Scattered over every directory on my
C: drive are thousands, possibly millions, of fi les titled
"J00AR30WN3DBITCH-phj33r-" and then some random hacker's name. Don't these
people have liv es? Maybe they need laid or something. It'd take days to
clean this out. I mentioned to my roommate that I needed to reinstall
Windows, and immediately he jumped up and shouted: "NO! Do NOT use Window
s!" Suddenly, two dozen other guys (all of them possibly homosexuals)
appeared at the door, each tout ing an operating system called Linux. Half
of them got into a fight over which was better, Debian, Re dHat,
Slackware, and a bunch of others I couldn't recognize. Some kid who
appeared to not have shower ed since he was born was touting "Linux From
Scratch", saying that only losers used pre-made distros. A crowd of people
in the back kept quiet about how I'd be sorry if I used Linux instead of
BSD on the network. Who the **** are these people? Classes start next
week. Hope I have my computer working s o I can do my assignments.
Week 3, Friday: People are still trying to get Linux to work on my system.
They keep telling m y that my hardware sucks. We go through about four or
five distributions a day. Every now and then, I notice a little devil on
my screen. Stickers for every of these distributions have been plastered o
n my case. Suddenly, my room stinks a lot more with these people in here.
I ask them why they never shower, and the usual response is something
along the lines of "showering is like rebooting" and "I do n't want to
lose my uptime."
Week 3, Saturday: There's a troop of men running naked in a circle around
McGill Hall. I am no t even going to ask.
Week 4, Wednesday: Linux is FINALLY working on my computer! I have a
pretty slick desktop too. I think I might like this. I can finally work in
my room instead of the labs, although considering the every increasing
layer of garbage on the floor...
Week 4, Thursday: My computer flashes messages about how I am "0WNX0RED"
and how I should "PHJ3 3R" whoever and how "L4MEX0R" I am for having an
insecure box. A kid suggests we reinstall Linux afte r discovering about
17 rootkits.
Week 5, Friday: Someone got BSD working on my computer. I wonder if this
will last. The stres s has been building and I forgot to take a shower
this morning.
Week 6, Tuesday: Seems I have been "0WNX0R3D" again. Took longer this
time. Minutes later, so meone comes in with a "Bastile Linux" install CD.
He gets started installing. I am feeling very susp icious of these guys.
Week 6, Thursday: Everyone seems to know more about my system than I do.
It's a bit unnerving. I guess anyone could feel upset from this sort of
treatment. They hack my box, trash it, then reins tall everything. I guess
they think they're being funny. My dirty clothes are piling up and I am
out of clean ones. I don't have time to do laundry, I'll have to wear
something out of the pile.
Week 6, Friday: I got up this morning, sat at my machine, and stared at it
blankly. An icon ap peared on my desktop for Quake III. I suppose it
couldn't hurt to play some. I have been very stress ed lately.
Week 6, Sunday: I lost track of time! I started playing Quake III on the
network with some oth er CMU students (who killed me hundreds of times in
the course of 10 minutes) and completely lost myse lf. There's a bag of
chips that has been sitting here for a few weeks. I think I'll finish
those off for breakfast and then go to sleep.
Week 7, Wednesday: I masturbate every day now. Not a single girl comes
near me. This is so de pressing. Do I really smell? Oh well, I have the
task of learning how to secure my Linux box to keep me busy. Who has time
for the opposite sex after all?
Week 8, Tuesday: I got into a fight with this little shit who kept telling
me RedHat was great. What a ****ing moron! Anybody who knows Linux knows
that Debian kicks its sorry little ass. I'll b e getting my judiciary
papers for the incident in the mail. Doesn't this school get it? I can't
let someone go around converting people to RedHat! WtF!?
Week 8, Friday: My roommate squeezed my ass today! At first I was shocked
and appauled, and I told him off for it. Thinking about it later though,
there was just something that seemed too strong about my reaction. I'll
talk to him later and appologize for getting so upset, it wasn't really so
ba d.
http://linux.slashdot.org/comments.pl?sid=202674&threshold=1&commentsort=0&mode=thread&cid=16586976
School of Computer Science [cmu.edu] [cmu.edu]. It has been a remarkable
experience that I would lik e to share with the Slashdot community. Here's
an account of my experience.
Week 1, Sunday: I moved in today. My roommate, a sophomore CS student, had
already moved in tw o days before me. The floor is already completely
covered with garbage. He also smells. I think he might be gay too. He's
already asked me if I like the color he painted his toenails. This should
be interesting. I am almost completely settled in. Techno music is playing
in every room in every floor of my dorm. There are computers and other
types of trash out in the common areas. What a mess. Tom orrow, I am going
to go sign up to get my network connection.
Week 1, Monday: I got hooked up to the CMU network today! I jacked into
the network, only to f ind that the hostname and address assigned to me
were colliding with another system. I'll just increm ent the network
numbers a few times. I am really eager to get on.
Week 1, Tuesday: I am still looking for a free IP address. Can't anybody
here properly configu re their systems?
Week 1, Friday: I finally found a free IP! It's mine! You sons of bitches
can't have i t, I found it, I keep it, it's mine! To hell with all of you!
Head hurts really bad. I've slowly be en developing a headache since I
first arrived. Everywhere I look there are these Lucent Technologies
wireless access points. I wonder if that's the problem.
Week 1, Saturday: I sat down at my computer today. My desktop wall paper
is now the goatse.cx guy. Pleasant. Scattered over every directory on my
C: drive are thousands, possibly millions, of fi les titled
"J00AR30WN3DBITCH-phj33r-" and then some random hacker's name. Don't these
people have liv es? Maybe they need laid or something. It'd take days to
clean this out. I mentioned to my roommate that I needed to reinstall
Windows, and immediately he jumped up and shouted: "NO! Do NOT use Window
s!" Suddenly, two dozen other guys (all of them possibly homosexuals)
appeared at the door, each tout ing an operating system called Linux. Half
of them got into a fight over which was better, Debian, Re dHat,
Slackware, and a bunch of others I couldn't recognize. Some kid who
appeared to not have shower ed since he was born was touting "Linux From
Scratch", saying that only losers used pre-made distros. A crowd of people
in the back kept quiet about how I'd be sorry if I used Linux instead of
BSD on the network. Who the **** are these people? Classes start next
week. Hope I have my computer working s o I can do my assignments.
Week 3, Friday: People are still trying to get Linux to work on my system.
They keep telling m y that my hardware sucks. We go through about four or
five distributions a day. Every now and then, I notice a little devil on
my screen. Stickers for every of these distributions have been plastered o
n my case. Suddenly, my room stinks a lot more with these people in here.
I ask them why they never shower, and the usual response is something
along the lines of "showering is like rebooting" and "I do n't want to
lose my uptime."
Week 3, Saturday: There's a troop of men running naked in a circle around
McGill Hall. I am no t even going to ask.
Week 4, Wednesday: Linux is FINALLY working on my computer! I have a
pretty slick desktop too. I think I might like this. I can finally work in
my room instead of the labs, although considering the every increasing
layer of garbage on the floor...
Week 4, Thursday: My computer flashes messages about how I am "0WNX0RED"
and how I should "PHJ3 3R" whoever and how "L4MEX0R" I am for having an
insecure box. A kid suggests we reinstall Linux afte r discovering about
17 rootkits.
Week 5, Friday: Someone got BSD working on my computer. I wonder if this
will last. The stres s has been building and I forgot to take a shower
this morning.
Week 6, Tuesday: Seems I have been "0WNX0R3D" again. Took longer this
time. Minutes later, so meone comes in with a "Bastile Linux" install CD.
He gets started installing. I am feeling very susp icious of these guys.
Week 6, Thursday: Everyone seems to know more about my system than I do.
It's a bit unnerving. I guess anyone could feel upset from this sort of
treatment. They hack my box, trash it, then reins tall everything. I guess
they think they're being funny. My dirty clothes are piling up and I am
out of clean ones. I don't have time to do laundry, I'll have to wear
something out of the pile.
Week 6, Friday: I got up this morning, sat at my machine, and stared at it
blankly. An icon ap peared on my desktop for Quake III. I suppose it
couldn't hurt to play some. I have been very stress ed lately.
Week 6, Sunday: I lost track of time! I started playing Quake III on the
network with some oth er CMU students (who killed me hundreds of times in
the course of 10 minutes) and completely lost myse lf. There's a bag of
chips that has been sitting here for a few weeks. I think I'll finish
those off for breakfast and then go to sleep.
Week 7, Wednesday: I masturbate every day now. Not a single girl comes
near me. This is so de pressing. Do I really smell? Oh well, I have the
task of learning how to secure my Linux box to keep me busy. Who has time
for the opposite sex after all?
Week 8, Tuesday: I got into a fight with this little shit who kept telling
me RedHat was great. What a ****ing moron! Anybody who knows Linux knows
that Debian kicks its sorry little ass. I'll b e getting my judiciary
papers for the incident in the mail. Doesn't this school get it? I can't
let someone go around converting people to RedHat! WtF!?
Week 8, Friday: My roommate squeezed my ass today! At first I was shocked
and appauled, and I told him off for it. Thinking about it later though,
there was just something that seemed too strong about my reaction. I'll
talk to him later and appologize for getting so upset, it wasn't really so
ba d.
http://linux.slashdot.org/comments.pl?sid=202674&threshold=1&commentsort=0&mode=thread&cid=16586976