Clever who can read

On saturday I read a little bit about knowledge acquisition and in the evening I went to cinema with Philipp and Pet(t)er watching Spiderman3. For my taste, an acceptable movie, but I like part 1 and especially part 2 more, for their dramatic background story appear less constructed. At the third part you have too much of everything. To many evil guys, to much patriotism and to much "oh-lets-forgive-each-other-for-we-are-friends".

Today I read further in my literature about knowledge acquisition and worked on my article, because today is the deadline. I wrote the conclusion and thought it is a nice piece of work although it is artificial and not really useful. Then I decided to implement the knowledge acquisition which I had underestimated. I only introduced decision trees and it resulted in a mess of formulas. I wonder, if the others will understand that. The next task is to write critics in 5 days about the articles for the other students. I checked that on the course page. There I found another nice detail: after the critics we have another week to fix our articles to a final report. Oh damn... total mismanagement from my side. I thought I would be free after this week. But probably I am. I think, because I can hardly change the topic and rewrite the whole article fixing the report won't be too much work, for I worked good on it today. Another two or three days like this and I could have a nice script. Useless, because every book can explain it better than I do, but nice. I hope.
And my cold is disappearing. Finally! After more than one week it was time for some health.

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