The Way is Shut
This blog has now become my only contact with the outside world. This morning I woke up with a shock from the filing cabinet of doom (I have moved back to the couch) and opened my door to go outside. When I opened the door I found another wall on the other side. The second wall is grey and very sticky. I can only assume that I was expected to walk into it and get stuck, like a fly in a spider's web. There appears to be no way in or out any more. I can now only sit in this room and ponder the existence of the wall. How long has the wall been there? Was the grey wall always there? How long have I been in this room? Was I always in this room?
I have to believe that there is a world outside of this room. This was done to me on purpose by someone or something. I strongly suspect that the filing cabient is behind it somehow. I don't know when it did it or how, but I know it was behind it. It is practically laughing at me right now as I sit in this room. I will have my revenge one way or another. I will have my revenge.
On the topic of Randomized Testing and Personal Bias
Before the grey wall appeared I took part in a beer tasting competition. Each of the clubs submitted a home brewed beer and one member to judge the beers. I brewed my club's beer and I also went to judge the other beers. Beforehand I tried my beer and I was very disappointed with it. I even made a second batch to improve upon it. I had other computer engineers do a taste test of my two batches of beer and decide which was better. They told me that the first batch was the better so I submitted it. The judging for the competition was done as a blind taste test. Each beer was randomly given a number and we ranked them. When I was tasting the beers there was one that stuck out for me as the best. I turned to Scott Hewson, sitting beside me, and said "This is exactly what I was trying to make. Unfortunately I have tried mine and I know it isn't even close to this good". After that, they revealed which beers correspond to which numbers. The beer that I loved turned out to be my own. This is a very good example of how easily our opinions are altered by personal bias. I have a personal bias against anything that I make. I always assume that it is not good enough. When I tasted the beer and thought it was mine I didn't like it but when I thought it was someone else's I loved it. The tastes that I remember for the two times that I had the beer are completely different. It is really quite amazing how much of taste has nothing to do with the food/drink.
STATS
Physical Strength: 7
Mental Strength: 2
Energy: 7
Optimism: 4
Hair Poof Level: Conan O'Bryan