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She's up in arms and down at heel; but it's getting out of hand, she has the heart of Danielle Steel [Aug. 6th, 2007|08:08 pm]
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Are you sure you thought through the things we said that Thursday
You were on and off my doorstep but you’re often on my mind
And I’ve still got the alarm clock that you bought me for my birthday
And I wake up at nine
There's no present like the time
Come 'round, if you're not too busy
Come 'round, and we'll throw the frisbee
Come 'round, tell me that you've missed me...


I got stuff done today. Perhaps not as much as I could have, or as much as I wanted to, but I still got a fair bit of my intended tasks completed.

I got going but took it slow this morning; checked my websites, then breakfast before heading to Uni. No hanging around on the Internet till midday. I did, however, spend a little time tidying my room - dismantling my "Dock" for Tristian (The 'dock' is basically a designated spot for a monitor, keyboard, mouse, and DVD burner) to reclaim the floor space, and putting away the clothes dumped on my bottom bunk. ...Then I had a bath, and washed my hair.

I wound up at Uni around ten thirty, eleven o'clock, and dove more or less straight into work. I spent half an hour assembling a template for SDP meeting minutes, and just over another half hour converting the RTF of Friday's meeting to that format.

I then took a break, and went to annoy the tech desk people. As I was doing so, Jenny Donovan dropped by, asking to borrow the FIT camera. Sana, who was on the desk, rang around; but since this was firmly into lunch break, no one was answering their phones. I offered the use of mine, instead, on grounds that "Anything's more interesting than SDP."

She asked me to take the photos myself, so we headed over to the Dean's office. We sat and listened to the conversation while we waited for them to be ready for the photos. From what I understood of their conversation, there were some PhD students working on a way to improve the treatment of child cancer by analysing the genetic structure of the patient against how they respond to treatments; the idea being, "This kid's DNA looked more or less like this, and chemo worked well for him... A new girl's been found with a similar pattern, let's try the chemo on her, as well, since it might have a better chance."

I procrastinated (and tried to get my mind back into focus but failed) till about three o'clock, when I got back to work. I read through the SDP Yellow Booklet (the case study), and skimmed the Orange Booklet (assessment policies). I tried to get started on the Blue Booklet, but got frustrated and stopped almost immediately.

Chris is insane. Just thought I'd put that out there.

I got into a discussion with Brian, Liz, and Chris relating to that frequently offered phrase, "Simplify the ProgSoc network". I don't know if any of the suggestions made are actually viable; but they are interesting, nonetheless.

Since I'd promised my father that I'd leave "No Later Than Six Thirty" (My way of making sure I actually get around to coming home for dinner :P), I left more or less on that dot. I missed two buses (a 438 and a 437) as Chris and I chatted our way to Railway Square, but it was apparently "Ignore The Timetable And All Appear At Once" day, and I managed to catch a 436 regardless. ...There was a 437 directly behind it, to boot.

I read about half a chapter of the IAJ readings on the bus home. Interesting stuff, though your eyes start to glaze over after a while. I'm trying to figure out what's "Agent"ish enough to qualify for the subject. I think the problem is that I currently don't have a strong enough grasp of the definition of 'agent' to identify one, as yet; so I have no idea whether the handful of suggestions I've come up with thus far are viable or not.

(As a side note: Rob, can you give me an example of where the "mobility" one would be useful? I can see that it might be, but I'm still trying to grasp it and failing...)


Finally, THE UNITED KINGDOM HAS MEASLES! (Thomas, you may be amused that I typoed "Kingdom" to "Kinkdom" briefly...)

-Mmaster
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From: [info]terriblerobbo [livejournal]
2007-08-06 04:39 am (UTC)

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I think the problem is that I currently don't have a strong enough grasp of the definition of 'agent' to identify one, as yet; so I have no idea whether the handful of suggestions I've come up with thus far are viable or not.

Agreed on this count. His lumping together of a whole bunch of dumb scripts into the nicely-vague category "Internet Agent" makes my brain ache. In this case he treats scripts (say, a web spider, that starts at one page and looks at every page that is linked from there) as agents, so long as it has a tiny bit of "logic" (if THIS condition then DO THAT, if THAT then DO THIS OTHER THING, ... A small bunch of conditions that supposed make these things "smart") to govern it.

Unfortunately, that means that pretty much everything other than "Hello World" is an Agent to him. Fuck.

(As a side note: Rob, can you give me an example of where the "mobility" one would be useful? I can see that it might be, but I'm still trying to grasp it and failing...)

Umm... A worm, in the virus/trojan sense of the word. Based on a few conditions for propogation (eg. is the date right, is there a host I can infect, etc) the worm connects to another host, and via a defect in the server on the other end, can replicate itself on another machine, and do whatever its creator wanted it to do.

A historical example of a mobile agent is the Morris Worm (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Morris_worm).
Broken down into more detail here (more or less plain English): http://snowplow.org/tom/worm/worm.html
From: [info]terriblerobbo [livejournal]
2007-08-06 04:40 am (UTC)

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defect in a server*, rather.

The server basically being anything that's listening that the worm can talk to, eg. a webserver, FTP server, etc.
[User Picture]From: [info]mmaster
2007-08-06 04:47 am (UTC)

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[It] can replicate itself on another machine, and do whatever its creator wanted it to do.

...Except that he was implying that it didn't leave behind copies of itself as it went (Or didn't HAVE to, anyway).

In the "duplication" thing, I can see, say, a mass network-based Ghost install, to some extent - though that mostly implies a client-server relationship, that's refuted in the notes.

But not leaving it behind? How would you determine whether Machine X has run the program? And what's the advantage? (Or am I misinterpreting what he's said?)
From: [info]terriblerobbo [livejournal]
2007-08-06 05:09 am (UTC)

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...Except that he was implying that it didn't leave behind copies of itself as it went (Or didn't HAVE to, anyway).

Which be easily remedied by having the worm delete copies of itself after it's finished copying itself to another machine. Most (worms) don't in the real world, because there's no real point.

But not leaving it behind? How would you determine whether Machine X has run the program? And what's the advantage?

No idea. For neatness' sake? :\
From: [info]terriblerobbo [livejournal]
2007-08-06 05:12 am (UTC)

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having the worm delete itself*