October 26, 2004
I went to the mall (valet-less) and bought books, as if I have time for reading. I bought Zodiac and The Diamond Age, both by Neal Stephenson. I really can’t resist though. After Snow Crash and Cryptonomicon, I’m addicted. I also started reading The Dark Tower, so its not like I’ll get to either of these books anytime soon.
Beyond wasting money on dead trees, I managed to write about 50 lines of code all weekend, which amazingly enough, got me a 100% on one of my projects. Today I spent the entire day filling out a single chart on my math lab… Yeah, I’m going to have to get some initiative and fast.
Ever take a butane lighter and try to find out if random glass things are tempered or not? Its both fun and educational.
Its a good thing I didn’t go into psychiatry, I can’t ask “and how does that make you feel” more than once with a straight face.
October 21, 2004
I’ve gained unexpected insight into A Tale of Two Cities. No I didn’t re-read the book I last picked up over 4 years ago. Instead, I felt a connection to the opening lines of Dickens’ magnum opus while on one of my recently overly common philisophical meanderings. “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, … we had everything before us, we had nothing before us…” The words are famous, but tonight I felt the dichotomy described. I’m concurrently on the horizon of endless fields of bounty and famine, each feeding off one another, strengthening without equalizing. Comisserations and congratulations accepted.
October 19, 2004
Decidedly Depressingly Back
“Hey look, a chain! Oh wait, its rabbit poop.”
“Isn’t it about time for you to fall again?” … 5 minutes later WHAM!
“I wonder what fucking Chinaman designed this shit.”
Anyways, the trip was a great escape from the bitter realities of college life. Nothing helps you forget how much work awaits your return better than some alcohol, some friends, some wilderness, 4 wheels, a little adventure, and a little idiocy.
A lot happens in 4 days. I’m way behind on my work. It isn’t going to be pretty few weeks. If ever I’ve needed my programming experience to come in handy, its now.
I realized I need to shave.
On a side note about the guessing game: I can’t give out the answer. The answer summarizes my thoughts on a subject that has been at the forefront of my mind for quite some time now. If you guess correctly, you’ll be rewarded with some of the fruits of my introspection, but they’re not of a type that I’ll reveal to everyone. Hence the contest.
October 13, 2004
It can’t come soon enough
Fall break is a mere 2 days away, and if it weren’t, my sanity would pack its bag and leave. Tomorrow I have my third exam in a week. I’ve got two massive projects hanging over my head, and homework-a-go-go. Worst though is that I’ve been put into a group with a human being who’s pugnacious ability to extirpate my tolerances knows no bounds. I’m also quite sure my chair is going to explode.
Continuing last year’s tradition, my roommate and a few others are traveling up to his cabin on Beaver Island for the break. For those not familiar, Beaver Island is the largest island in an archipelligo off the northwestern coast of the lower penninsula of Michigan. With only a handfull of permenant residents, only a small tourism industry, miles of dense forest and overgrown roads, and vast expanses of beaches, Beaver Island may perhaps be the ultimate in “get away from it all,” which is exactly what I want to do. I need to forget as much about who and where I am in those 4 days as is mentally possible. I’ll have no time for such luxeries when I return.
There have only been a few attempts made at the pseudo-contest that accompanied my last post, but one was so close it hurts. I’m a bit worried as to the results if the prodigious guesser gets it correct, but its a chance I took. To whoever suceeds: take my writing with a grain of salt, I’ve been known to get carried away.
A mind is a terribly easy thing to waste
Ever have one of those externally inspired extended periods of deep introspection interfused with sporadic moments of self-evaluation culminating in an antithetical dearth of conclusion? Those are interesting.
October 06, 2004
Few things are as disconcerting as holding an uncomfortably warm plastic cup of your own urine
Twice a year a slew of companies pile into a few claustrophobic passages in several buildings on North Campus. They peddle themselves to desperate engineers and math majors with talk of exotic internships in far away lands. Of jobs after school, of salaries, of feet in the door, and of bulletproof resumes. They also give away some swag, some of which you can see above, around my pet Bamboo plant. The John Deere hat I actually got in a swarm, when no one was looking and there was a mob swarming around the unattended hats.
I went to the job fair. I handed out resumes like hungry or transitionally-sober homeless people handing out flyers to get what they need so cope. I gave one to Apple, I gave one to Intel, AMD took two, Microsoft, Mike Rowe Soft, ad seemingly infinitum. Of course, had I known then what I know now, I wouldn’t have bothered, except maybe for the AMD can cooler and the stolen John Deere hat. I have officially been offered a job at Intel in Hudson, Massachusetts, for approximately 8 months beginning January 10th. Its been somewhat of a life changing experience. I figured I would be able to find an internship with my resume. I’ve had a lot of experience for someone my age. I’ve been very lucky in that regard. I hadn’t expected anything like whats happened.
Intel is giving me the chance of a lifetime. They’re paying me to move to Massachusetts, they’re paying me a lot of money to work there, and they’re essentially guaranteeing I will be able to find employment for the rest of my life. All this because I bothered to send my resume to them in response to an e-mail everyone in my department got. How to celebrate? Well today I rode my motorcycle down to Ypsilanti and pissed in a cup. Nothing says uncomfortable like pouring your own warm urine from a cup into a tiny test tube, trying not to spill, all in front of some girl you’ve never seen before who’s making sure you don’t try to pull anything funny.
Beyond the excitement there, my life has been nonstop work. I go to class, I eat, I sleep, I talk to people on occasion, and I work. I’ve been working on some programming project pretty much every day for the last month. The last one only took as long as it did because their spec was flawed about the timing of output of a log file, which resulted in untold frustration when everything worked for me, but not for the autograder. But thats over now. Now I’ve got a ton of math to do before I can get some much needed sleep. Ahh, sleep… Thats been a nightmare (no stupid pun intended) of its own. Ever since I got my job I’ve been afflicted with a horrible case of insomnia which I can’t seem to fix. Not only do I get to bed later, but its taking a horribly long time for me to actually get to sleep. Why must the good things in life be so offset by the bad?
Anyhow, Its time for me to get back to work. I’ve included wedding pictures in the extended section of this post.
Postscript: I apologize to everyone who’s heard me go on and on and on about this, as I know I’ve been doing just that. I’ve been doing the same thing in my head. I think about it all the time.