Category: daily tedium

I know there are other things for me to do, but I feel finished. I feel I could just pack up and go home right now. Is that wrong? I’ve worked my butt off today. I completed a bunch of other peoples’ work, fixed problems, tested fixes, fixed tests and went to lunch with my little family. Is there more I could do? You betcha. Should I? Probably. Will I? I seriously doubt it. I’m done done done. All that’s left is to play some JK2 and go home.

I’ve been writing a lot this week… you just can’t read it. I’ve written e-mail after e-mail, document after document, and I’m still not done. Now, I just want to play, even though I should be writing a roadmap for this brilliant idea I had. Yes, I know it’s Saturday, but the week just doesn’t seem long enough to get everything done.

Tim left for home yesterday. I don’t think I got to spend enough time with him while he was here. I don’t know what it’s supposed to be like now that we’re both married and living across the country from each other. He starts med school in the fall, and well, I don’t know. Things are just different.

And it doesn’t get easier from here. I’m spending the month of May on yet another top secret project called The Skunkworks and won’t be able to tell you much more than the name. Next week, I’ll be sequestered in a conference room making plans, designing things and “thinking outside the box”. And just when I was getting used to my new office.

Ok, that’s enough for now. Back to conquering the world…

Oh yeah, I have today and tomorrow off, so don’t expect much posting on Tuesday either. I love my new job. They are actually encouraging me to take the day off and haven’t called me to come in and save them from anything. They’re great, and I couldn’t be happier.

This is the third time I’ve delete and restarted this post. I think it means it’s either time to stop or I have nothing to say. It’s a combination. I’m fried from three weeks of non-stop change and combustion. It’s turning my inner censor into Lenny Bruce’s inner demons. He’s telling me to say whatever comes to mind, and some of it’s making its way up my throat and out for public consumption. Case in point. Jen and Max were over at Mom’s tonight for dinner. I got there late because I went in for my CAT scan after work. The missionaries from Church were there, because mom feeds them it seems several times a week. So, I was sitting there recounting a meeting today at work and the word dumbass bubbled up and out it came. And I said it loudly. And in front of my wife, mother, little sister, God’s servants on this earth and my son. I need a vacation, dammit.

Oh yeah, I mentioned the CAT scan. It went a lot faster than I thought it would. The position was unbearable, but thankfully I only had to suffer for two minutes and boom it was all over. Now I’ll know whether the boogers have invaded my brain or not.

I also move on Tuesday. I get a door in a lovely little interior poffical on the fourth floor of CC2. So, since I’m leaving early tomorrow and will be out Monday and Tuesday, I started packing today. I have a lot of crap in my little pod, and it’s all going with me, I think. I have to be packed up tomorrow by 2, which should be fun.

Ok, that’s enough. I’ll hopefully be back tomorrow or Saturday with tales of my Teeny Bopper Concert Experience, my travels in the land of cryptography (old school, baby) and various other sundry things I’ve done since we last talked.

I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel of the craziness that is work. I’ve submitted what I was supposed to for QA today. I have one more that has to go tomorrow, but it’s done and ready to go. The thing that was in QA before is out and installed and all is well.

I had to come in really early today and now I’m exhausted. I’m trying to cut down on my carbonated caffeine vehicle consumption, but I’m sorely tempted to go get a Code Red and Dr. Pepper and just forget the new rules today.

I found an old post today that made me smile. That was over six months ago. I still feel that way, and I’ve done a lot more cool stuff since then.

I’ll try to come back and share something coherent, but everything’s so secretive today, and I’m too tired to remember what I can say and what I can’t that I think I’ll just shut up.

My brother beat me to it. He’s writing a children’s book that I’m going to host here as soon as he’s finished. I haven’t even read it yet, but I have seen some of the character paintings and they’re hilarious. I was going to use the ape to replace my spaceman below, but there’s just something about the spaceman that I can’t bear to part with.

This week has been insane. I’ve been sick. I haven’t slept well. I started my new job on Monday while still sitting in my old cube. So, not only was I working at 50%, but I had to deal with all my old interruptions while trying to learn all the new ones. On top of that, I have three projects going on that require a lot of thought and I just can’t think straight with a fever, nausea and bowel flucuations. So, I’m going to write this week off and start over on Monday with three things that have to go to QA and two other projects breathing down my neck.

I wanted a challenge… this is what I get for wishing.

I have been in meetings from 9am until now, and I have another one in ten minutes. How am I supposed to get any work done (or blogging or surfing) if I’m in meetings all day? It’s insane, I tell you, insane!!

It’s a TylenolPM night. Diphenhydramine take me away!

It’s a NyQuil evening.

Things never download as fast as I want them to.