So except for that dig at Intel’s docs in the previous post, I’m not positive that I got a whole lot out of this semester. I think there were a lot of reasons for this, but to summarize: lack of focus. I just ended up shifting gears too often, so a complete reading of the systems text, for example, is going to have to wait a bit.
Still, considering its density I think I got through an admirable amount of it. What wasn’t admirable was the whole tinkering project thing, which was the best idea I’ve had in a while and totally fell by the wayside. Consequently, I’m going back to that. Hopefully with a vengeance.
I’ve also been continuing to make reasonable if not great headway with The Fugitive. There are only slightly more than 200 pages left, which seems pretty negligible until you start slogging through it. The reverie has been getting a little more whimsical lately, which is enjoyable, but so far nothing to really transport like the reader like the old days.
I started reading Ulysses when I was 16 and didn’t finish it until about 19, but this Proust business is another level. It’s sort of crazy, because I know that people take courses where they read every single fucking volume over the course of the semester. It makes me feel kind of stupid, but I imagine that there are a lot of people who could manage that, but wouldn’t be able to, say, read all of Specters of Marx in a night, so I guess it’s a matter of taste (and the fact that my taste is better.)