Yearly

Was considering wearing a smile all day today, but thought that costume might be a bit too weird for most of my coworkers, not to mention it would likely really, really scare me as well. And also, given other events, a smile didn't seem all that appropriate.

Goodbye.

Not really new(s), but you'll read this anyways

In other news, i believe i'm getting B's in my classes, which seems silly as i feel i've only learned about a D or low C - which itself is silly as i've only gone through about 20% of the available material, and only remember about 50% of that. By that standard i should be scoring a low F. But for now i'm rated as a B, and i might be making a higher mark if i didn't criticize my instructors' teaching style at every opportunity (nah, can't be it).

As i missed my 4-week deadline for dropping out of class, my current plan is to fail out in a month, right around my birthday, as by then i will be in Bosnia. Yes, as of last weekend i've bought my ticket to Bucharest. Not sure how i'll be able to complete course work while on vacation, but i'll be happy to see the statue.

Morale Milestone

Yesterday - pay day - and my paycheck finally exceeded one of my self-imposed meaningless milestones. As i walked downtown to celebrate last night, and being rather tired of all the past weeks' work, i threw my pocket change into the streets, hoping to speed on the inevitable, but today awoke to find our collective face still covered. Perhaps, given the last few weeks' long hours, Bosch would argue that i'm rather close to the right-side of some of his drawings, and thus my money-throwing was a little late.

After the night's celebration, had some trouble getting back to business today, as i've had all week. Pondering my morning breath, i realised i might be using my spices the wrong way. So while watching football this afternoon, i came up with a solution - a banner to boost my morale and willingness to work:



If this helps, perhaps i'll come up with a series of encouraging slogans and change it up once a month or so.

Where do the children play?

Monday, 4am. 6 more hours of work and i've done my 40 hours for the week. But as before, i'll put in at least 40 more over the next 5 days. What is this? I can do 70 hours of work in 3 days, but ask me to read a textbook chapter for a class and i'll have it done in a month, maybe.

When we were much younger, my brother and i used to play a game with small soldiers and a marble. Each set up a series of soldiers, then rolled the marble to knock down the other's army; killing was so easy. Why can't i remember any other games we played together?

I've been thinking through my vacation plans for next month. The problems i had in June keep coming back: i'll lose so much money, going on vacation, is it worth it? Time enough to relax in the grave, to paraphrase the Great One.

But for now it's put-up-or-shut-up time: 4:30am, and still that one script to write. You know the one: once written, it'll either cost them a few million bucks, or go unnoticed by all but 2 or 3 people. Irregardless, it needs to be written, and instead i'm busy blogging.


In final, completely unrelated news, i've nominated a friend for sysadmin of the year in what is sure to be their most rambling, incoherent entry.