February 5, 2006

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Why I like the Emacs editor

Most editors treat everyone the same. Emacs, on the other hand, becomes
uniquely yours – tamed, like the fox in The Little Prince. Let me paraphrase:

“No,” said the little prince. “I am looking for friends. What does
that mean—’customize’?”

“It is an act too often neglected,” said Emacs. “It means to
establish ties.”

“‘To establish ties’?”

“Just that,” said Emacs. “To me, you are still nothing more than a
user who is just like a hundred thousand other users. And I have no
need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am
nothing more than a editor like a hundred thousand other editors. But
if you customize me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be
unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the

And that is why I like Emacs. It may not be the perfect editor, but
it’s _mine._ =)

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Cold and raining outside, warm and fuzzy inside

The weather today was absolutely horrible. As my sister would say, “It
rained little animals.” Well, alternately rained and snowed. I didn’t
get to watch the fireworks I’d been looking forward to all week. Waah.

Even that couldn’t spoil my day, though. I had an absolutely fantastic
start – a nice chat with people back home. =D

After straightening out some things around the dorm, I hiked over to
Mike’s place. Michael and Alice McGuffin adopted me last year,
and they’re ultra ultra ultra nice. I kept Michael company while he
worked on his job applications, and he helped me stay focused on the
assignment I was working on. I must say that I really, really enjoyed
working like that: munching chocolate almonds, occasionally talking
about something… It helps me concentrate and stops me from nodding
off – also an important consideration.

Mike walked me back in pouring rain (casualty: 1 umbrella). I lent him
my umbrella for the way back. We cancelled the Winter City outing
because of the horrible weather, but I ran into James Iveniuk, who
very nicely adopted me for the evening. He has to teach me how to
cook, sometime… That guy has flair. He’s nice, too.

And of course there’s all the wonderful virtual hot chocolate I’ve
been getting from friends back home. They’re totally awesome… =)

I guess that’s how I can find my sunshine in the dreariest of winter
days: people. So I should help spread that sunshine… =)