More answers to emailed questions.

Yes, I've definitely been getting work down. The jianqu version of MEWER is almost complete -- I reached the point where I know how to do all of the iphone interface stuff I need, so it's time to rewrite my project with proper software engineering practices, instead of throwing everything together.

On Friday, we were finally able to purchase the iphone developer license. It took Apple a full week to fix their Apple Store so that we could purchase it from Singapore. I could buy the license by ssh'ing into a computer at UVic that I still had access to and using lynx. Text-based SSL-encrypted web-browsing for teh win! But I didn't want to buy the license myself, since I'm leaving this group in four months. It's more useful if one of the PhD students here buys it.

Anyway, that prompted a flurry of activity on Saturday when we could actually begin testing. I immediately tried to do a trill -- none of the other people thought to try this, but it was obvious to me as a musician that this was the best way to test the overall system -- and was disgusted at the results. But after half an hour (with corrections to both the client and the server) we had it working quite well.

As a side note, I'm not impressed with MVC (model-controller-view). I definitely see the point in separating the logic from the interface, but I just can't see a separate Controller as being truly useful. I mean, how many people really use multiple interfaces for exactly the same code? I've written the rhythm game three times now, and each time I've had to use a different language (1. Qt - C++ (or java or python with bindings) 2. haXe (to create flash or javascript) 3. objective C (for iphone)).

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Back to normal life! The most complicated meal I've made so far is tuna-fish melt. Sliced bread, tuna, and a slice of processed cheese, into a microwave for 30 seconds, and then adding ketchup. If I could find macaroni and cheese here, or if the street food wasn't so cheap, I'd do more cooking. But there really isn't any point in it -- if all the stores weren't closed for the LNY, I wouldn't have even bothered with the tuna-fish.

Singapore TV seems to be sit-com-like dramas. I saw a TV schedule by reading a magazine over the shoulder of somebody in the MRT once, and it listed Battle Star Galactica as being on at 11pm, but I didn't stay awake to check. There's 8 or 9 channels, and every time I've tried to look for something all the shows have been news or been Asian dramas (mostly in Chinese (or maybe Malay?), occasionally in Indian (or maybe Indonesian?)). They have subtitles -- often in two languages, so I could follow along if I wanted to. Oh wait; once I saw that BBC comedy with the mute comedian. Mr. Bean? It was on air about 10-15 years ago.

... since no visit to a country on the other side of the world would be complete without such a letter to one's parents.

Two days ago, I finally finished the complementary shampoo provided by the apartment. I'd bought some shampoo here on the first weekend. It's in a green plastic bottle and advertized itself "for long and smooth hair 2-in-1 conditioner". I don't know what "smooth hair" is, but I figured that since it was green it should be similar to the Pert Plus (tm) 2-in-1 shampoo I use at home.

It works fine -- but it smells. Some kind of flowery scent. I checked the bottle again, but nowhere does it say "smelly". Then again, 90% of the text on the bottle is some foreign script (could be anything from Arabic to Thai, if Thai is a language, and if Thai is a language that doesn't use hieroglyphics).

What's worse is that the smell stays on my hair. When I was going to (and returning from!) NUS yesterday for the proofreading, whenever there was a gust of wind I'd smell it and think "hey, there's a girl right behind me... oh wait, that's me". Of course, I'm way too cheap to throw out a bottle of S$3.60 (CDN$ 3.25 or so) shampoo just because it makes me smell like a girl.

At the same time, I'm aware that this puts me me one circle closer to the center. Long, gorgeous, curly hair? Check. Putting said hair in a braid? Check. Having a flowery-smelling braid? ... check. That would put me with the gluttons, but I'd rather be on the sixth circle (heretics), so let's also count being a classical musician, liking cats, and enjoying teaching.

Oh well. At least I'll have absolutely no problem becoming a member of the Luxuriant Flowing Hair Club for Scientists. It's run by the Ig Nobel guys, so it has to be highly regarded!

I also did the dishes today in three batches. As you might have seen in the pictures of my apartment, my roommates leave everything in the drying area. As a general rule, I have nothing against this -- as long as there's enough room in the drying area to hold all the plates and cutlery. Sadly, there isn't enough room here... and besides, some of the "clean" stuff didn't seem very clean. So I put washed everything, dried it, put it away in cupboards, and then did another load.

I actually enjoy housework. When I'm the mood, that is. I like making things clean, and I don't need to think about it. It's a nice break from programming, writing, proofreading, and all the normal stuff in my life.

Happy Lunar New Year, everybody! Chinese New Year... or rather "lunar"; I guess that political correctness has even reached this island... is a huge deal in Singapore.

Almost all stores -- including food outlets -- are closed for two days. Oh wait; that's for the "spring festival", which are the two days after the LNY. Anyway, closed stores?! In Canada, everything's still open on Christmas day. Well, maybe not quite everything, but certainly supermarkets are. Not here! I had half a dozen warnings in the past week that I had to stock up on food because all the food courts and supermarkets would be closed.

Let's go back and do this approximately chronologically.

I cancelled the project meeting for my main project here. We were supposed to meet on Sat, but the professor had a paper deadline coming up a few days after that, and we weren't ready to give a demo. A week ago I'd promised that if we gave a demo there would be no technical problems, and I take that kind of thing.

Aside: the phrase "curse of the demo" drives me crazy, especially in computer music. You'd think that performers would realize that a performance is a performance and that nobody wants to see somebody screwing around with computers -- well, nobody outside of some really wacky performance art funded by the National Arts Council -- so they'd make sure they had everything in order. But apparently not; things not working is quite accepted in this field. :( This becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy, of course -- everybody "knows" that the "curse of the demo" will make stuff fail in concert, so why bother putting in the effort to make sure that nothing fails?

I'm not trying to claim that I'm perfect on this account. I've had stuff fail just before giving a seminar (I made some "trivial" changes to the code, went to lunch, then discovered that it wasn't working 10 minutes before the talk. Fortunately I was using svn and realized I could just revert to a previous version). I've had things suddenly fail just before showing them to my supervisor (I forget what I did then). But I never blamed magical gremlins -- computers don't work like that. That's why computers are awesome. Other than certain highly improbable hardware failing, all problems are caused by somebody screwing up. When something I created fails in a demo, I blame myself. Even if I didn't write the particular softare myself, I still failed to adequately test it.

Anyway, during the first demo of our project, one of the group members "helpfully" wrote a chuck.bat script (on windows) which had the command-line arguments we wanted. I'd written them down exactly on a piece of paper so that we wouldn't forget anything, but he thought we could avoid that problem by having a script.

Except that he thought of this after we'd finished testing stuff. Now, what happens on windows when you have a chuck.bat which attempts to run chuck synth.ck server.ck ? Sure, there's a chuck.exe in the path... but chuck.bat responds to chuck, so it goes into an infinite loop. I did not enjoy that demonstration. I was relatively nice to the guy who did it, though. I wanted to (metaphorically) rip his head off, but he's a first-year PhD student (which means "a first-year grad student" here, since everybody starts off doing a PhD) with no experience doing computer music, so I was merciful. If anything happens again I'll go berserk, though.

I went shopping on Friday and Saturday evenings. I found more things in the supermarket, including ketchup and "cheese". I say "cheese" because the only type they appear to have is plastic processed cheese. You know, Kraft sliced cheese? This is an issue, since I normally eat cheese by the chunks (or grated and added to rice... but still a significant amount of it). Oh, and I haven't found any macaroni and cheese either. :(

I also haven't found any fresh bread at the local supermarket. There's some sweet desert/breakfast rolls that come in plastic bags, but no real bread. My roommates agreed that bread was really hard to find in Singapore... but the next day they gave me a baguette! There's a bigger supermarket father away from our apartment, and while they were there they picked up an extra loaf for me.

My "tourist" thing for this Sunday was going to a real Lunar New Year party. OK, that wasn't a "tourist" thing; this was an honest "graduate students celebrating the most important holiday of the year together" thing. Almost all of the students were Chinese, but there was one grad student from India there. He'd recently visited Vancouver (for ACM-MM 2008), and when he heard that I was from there he exclaimed that it was "so, so beautiful... we are now friends for life!".

This was also the first time I'd been to an HDB apartment. That's the public Housing Development Board apartments; something like 80% of the country lives in them. (BTW, my apartment is privately-run)

The rooms were a bit smaller than mine, but bigger than I expected from looking at the apartment from the outside. There were about a dozen people there. The main dinner course was chinese dumplings, which were interesting to watch being made. There were about half a dozen people helping with that task... they offered to let me try, but since they were using chopsticks to put the filling in the pastry and I'm only up to 6 chopstick-usages in my life, I declined.

Dumplings were the hardest thing to eat with chopsticks that I've tried so far. They were bigger and heavier than anything I've tried, and the outside was slippery. I persevered, though. I used a spoon briefly, but gradually got the hang of the chopsticks so ate them like that. They also made a vegetarian kind-of omletty thing for me. It was quite doughy, so maybe it was the dumpling pastry fried instead of boiled. It was also quite good.

Games played were Uno (the Western kid's game) and a game called "Killer" and possibly one other game. I thought that this other game -- based on the war of the Three Kingdoms, and in which the cards looked similar to Magic: the Gathering cards -- was called "Killer", but hearing one person's story of the game later made me question whether they were actually the same game or not. This other game looked more interesting than Uno, but it was all in Chinese and looked a lot more complicated.

After dinner, the Indian guy and me started a game of charades. We noticed that there was less social cohesian than at Western parties -- before we started the charades game, one person was surfing the web on the hostess' laptop, one person was watching TV, two people were tallking on cell phones outside, and the rest were playing Killer and/or the Three Kingdoms game. The Indian guy commented that in India, everybody does the same thing at a parties, so I commented that Canada was in between -- big parties still split into smaller groups, but never groups of 1, and any cell phone calls are kept short. Not that I'm a huge party-goer, of course. :)

Today I went to university to proofread another paper for publication. The deadline is tomorrow, and they left the writing much too late. I spent a few hour correcting English mistakes -- yes, there were that any -- while one person kept writing the final sections. They (him and the professor) were very thankful about my help (they bought me lunch and gave me chocolate, some of which I'll share with my roommates in thanks for the bread), and they clearly needed aid with the writing. I don't begrudge them that. What I'm miffed about is that they left it so late. If you're writing in a language you don't know, you should be finished a week before the deadline!

At the very least, the first half of the paper should have been finished weeks ago. I mean, the "related work" isn't going to change in the last month. And you did the literature search before starting the programming (right? right?? *cough* *cough*). Sure, writing that stuff sucks... but it has to be done sooner or later, so you might as well get it finished early. Especially, and I know that I stress this a lot, if you're not familiar with the language.

I think I'll write the first two pages of my paper for next week. The deadline is April 17, but I want to set a good example. And show off, of course. :)

I'm not going in tomorrow (it's still a public holiday, and my normal bus is still cancelled), and I've done my required tourist stuff, so I can finally spend a day in my bedroom. Don't laugh; all this "interacting with people" stuff takes a serious toll on an introvert like me. Even taking a bus or MRT is a chore -- I'm even luckier that I could bike to UVic than I realized at the time.

Mao, I could really go for one of those quiet bike rides. In a light drizzle, 10 degrees centigrade, at 11pm at night. Absolutely no traffic in my area. With my battey-less front bike light, guided by moonlight. Or not. I was still fine on overcast nights with no moon.

Mao, I guess this is homesickness. I managed to avoid it until now. Interesting that it's UVic that triggered it, rather than Vancouver.

Anyway, I could really use a day to catch up on email, write another blog post with any remaining misc observations (I keep on writing stuff in a notebook, but I add the filled pages to my desk which is full of other stuff so they get lost), etc. Oh, and unpack. I still haven't unpacked. I want to be all caught up on stuff by the end of the month.