not falling down

I signed up for Netflix, in spite of their popup ad policies and my own better judgment. Why? Not because I watch lots of movies–although SAHMD might change that–but because for me, it has the potential to be the poor man’s TiVo. Only the TV I want! Whenever I want! With no commercials! The eventual investment will be significantly higher than just buying a real TiVo, of course, but I get like twelve channels, so a real TiVo wouldn’t be that great anyway.

My queue so far further evidences my dorkhood by being full of CSI: Season Two and Nova mini-documentaries, which is what brought to my attention the fact that only on PBS does Hitler get to be the star.

I know how to hash things in programs, despite the fact that the applications of hashing got like two weeks of coverage total in my almost-six years of comp sci study. Therefore, every time I’m sweating a bad O(n^2) algorithm and suddenly realize that I can use hashing to significantly reduce its average-case complexity, I feel like some kind of mighty computer genius. But I’m not. I just know how to hash things.

Possibly the reason I feel this way is that nobody else with whom I’m working on said algorithms–including my professors–seems to understand what I’m talking about, like most of you right now.