01:21:19 Friday March 26 2004
According to my records this is the one-hundredth entry in /var/log/nolandda I do not consider this to be some great testament to my willpower, but it is a very clear illustration of the reason this log exists. At least one hundred days have passed since I started this log. What can I say about my life in that time span? Largely that I was a graduate student working my butt off.

Did I meet many new people?
One or two, but not many

Did I learn a new language or adapt to a new environment?
No.

Did I discover something about the world that no one has learned before?
No.

Did I write a piece of software that will make people's lives better?
No.

Will I even remember one second of these last one hundred days on my death bed?
I don't know.

Come on nolandda, get out there. Do SOMETHING.
This is your life and it is ending one minute at a time.