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It's snowing, here in Bellaterra, still. And it's just after 14h. I'll see if I can get some decent photos.

[edit: 15h50] The UAB has been evacuated, so as much as we tried to stay and work, we've been kicked out and I'm heading home on the FGC.

[edit: 19h02] I just had a look outside and there's snow on the ground and everything, although being very quickly turned to sludge.

I've got some photos of the "evacuation" up now as well.

I was searching for a newspaper article from a year or two ago when I came across a google result entitled How to Teach Children About the Importance of Money. Now any socialist feelings I might have aside, is this really something we should be trying to teach children?

Seeing as there appears to be a spare few hours floating around here and there, today I signed up to the first level Catalan course at uni. It's a semi-intensive course of eight hours a week. As I was walking back from the language centre I started counting up my weekly hours. Between work, the masters in multimedia, and the language course which starts in a couple of weeks I clock up 40 hours a week, and that doesn't include my research (of which I can quickly add another 4 hours of meetings which don't really constitute research) and any assignments or homework I have.

That should keep me out of trouble.

So I got my hair cut yesterday, something resembling respectable. Actually, who am I kidding, it is respectable. And I think it actually looks pretty decent, which is unusual for me.

Hayden:

I have a class called something like user centric design in my multimedia course. The class yesterday wasn't one of the more interesting and the beginning of it was just suggestions for some of the students on their projects, e.g. no slides. I can draw and listen at the same time, these are my notes from yesterday's class.

I imagine it used to be somewhat easier, when most people followed a trade - in many cases that of their parents (I know I'm simplifying this a lot).

"What do you do son?"
"What do you mean dad? I spend all day working in the same bakery where you taught me my trade."

Of course it's all a little more complicated now. When you're just as likely to work in a field completely alien to what your parents do as you are to do anything they'd understand. This is the theme of a series of short films by Lernert & Sander, in which artists attempt to explain to their parents what it is they do. There appears to only be one of them up there at the moment, have a look at the video below or check out the project page: How to explain it to my parents.