Just another thing I threw together after playing the first 2 hours of Alien: Isolation and gettin’ spookered.
WELCOME TO THE H.E.V. MK IV PROTECTIVE SYSTEM
*INFINITE DOOF REVERBERATES THROUGH THE BLACK MESA LABS*
— The best start to the worst day of your life.
This is what gets stuck in my head when I’m incredibly stressed.
No internet browsing until I do my calculations
— My uni computer, and its inadequate amount of memory.
Round and round and round it goes. Where it stops, current models of modern tokamak physics is yet to accurately predict for future devices.
It… it works?
Myself, wondering what I’ve done wrong because after trying to get one of the nastiest pieces of code to actually not brutally murder my computer with ridiculous amounts of memory use to behave and output sensible data it’s finally giving me results. This is a trap. It has to be.
Everything’s alright now.
— A phrase that isn’t used enough.
Grrreat to not overthink everything and realise the horrific reasons for your actions!
Oh god it’s like typing in mud
Myself, writing on the shitty office keyboard after spoiling myself with the mechanical keyboard I have at home
Writing a thesis is easy when you bribe yourself with hamburgers
Myself, on not falling at the final hurdle.