Captain's Log Supplemental

Awfully tired lately (bloody commute) but things seem to be rolling. Things were to the point that the traffic reporter upgraded things to “Fugly” out there, rather than mealy the clouds dispensing moron gas all across Georgia. Left for work around a quarter ’til seven, got there around nine. When I saw the team lead getting out of his car as I got there, I couldn’t help but wonder, is he that early today, or was traffic that bad? lololol. Been getting out late recently, so I doubt anyone is gonna mind me showing up on time instead of early :-/.

The day’s been fairly normal aside from a short meeting. Gotta love this company really, meetings seem to be fairly infrequent, and I believe keeping them short is the SOP. Hurrah! Even better is when you can program your phone to beep 35 minutes early, get there 10 minutes early, and be working on your laptop before it starts lol.

So far, I’ve two short term desires for study. One, is I’d rather like a return to integration between Blogger and a certain major social network. I may have to jerry rig something using perl/curl to take RSS feeds and update my status. It’d be easy enough to make it a daemon running off vectra. The other desire, is to plan on going cloths shopping some time after the move is done. Can’t say that I have much opinion about cloths in general but this time I rather have a goal. Last time I bought cloths, the goal was replace what I had. That basically ended in getting like 10 shirts divided between green/blue, and throwing them in the cart with some jeans. The fact that I can do clothing shopping in like 5-10 minutes of course, had to infuriate my mother >_>. There’s enough equipment where I work, that the engineering department is never going to be toasty warm, and I’m rather tired of wearing sweaters all the time. Would also be nice to retire the cloths I’m using for work, which are a different set then my usual street cloths. The question is how to get the margin I want? -> Suitable for both work and routine, long sleeves, and most importantly, warm enough to be comfortable at my work station lol. I’ll figure something out by the time I have a budget for it developed.

I’m starting to worry a bit about the impacts stress has been having on me lately, more specifically the stresses my mother manages to exert.

Life is like 200% less stressful now than it was for, at least the last couple of years worth, and much of 2010 in extreme particular. Everything going on with the move has my stress levels frequently elevated, by my rather annoying parental unit. But it’s no where near what it once was. These rounds of increased stress seems to be most pronounced as proximity to my mother increases for any measurable duration, and fairly consistently for a long time. I love her but she drives me batty. What else can I say? It’s like being constantly needled without any prayer of reprieve, and any strategic applications to head it off, often seem to result in larger flurries later on. She doesn’t get it and never will.

My mood often swings rapidly, if my mother is the active stresser, and it’s usually combined with rather dark moods. The only thing that really seems to calm me is switching off the old marbles. It’s like I can be in an excellent mood and she manages to have me in a terrible mood, like clock work.  Worse, the types of aggravation involved frequently forces my train of thought to digress into other matters, ones that bother me greatly on their own without any need of help; as they are issues I’ve been trying to find an answer for without success, for quite a number of years. Thus ramping up the stress level even further. Kind of feels like having a lit cigarette stuck on a soar spot, not nice. On the upside, when I’m working, or succeeding at *trying* to get some rest instead of frustrations, I’m much better, more content, and happier. Of course, that is frequently impacted the same way: my mother has to make like a big bird with radar. That’s another reason why I enjoy Airsoft over PC games, less morons and less opportunity to gain more stress than rest.

Recently the temptation to drift into an armoured shell and rarely be reached again, rears its ugly head in my minds eye. The minds fortress of solitude. That’s what you learn around my family anyway, if you’re not so volatile as some. It doesn’t really help that eleven to twelve hour days (counting commute) largely has me cut off from most people that I care about, and that don’t drive me crackers more often than not. I’m somewhat afraid though, that if I fall into that shell again, I’ll never come back out of it. Some might argue that’s a good thing but hey, if you don’t like me, it’s not my fault :P.

Right now my one major goal is to get the move over with and survive the process.  By 2012, I should have had a month or two to take things easy, between then and now. For the time being however, the only good times seem to be had at work. It’s so peaceful.

Sigh.

Oh shit, the backstop for Hulu’s MSGW has like all the UC series, even the ones I’ve never been able to find syndicated in America

I’M GRINNING SO WIDE MY FACE HURTS!

I watched as the Lamb opened the first of the seven seals. Then I heard one of the four living creatures say in a voice like thunder, “Come!” I looked, and there before me was a white horse! Its rider held a bow, and he was given a crown, and he rode out as a conqueror bent on conquest.

When the Lamb opened the second seal, I heard the second living creature say, “Come!” Then another horse came out, a fiery red one. Its rider was given power to take peace from the earth and to make people kill each other. To him was given a large sword.

When the Lamb opened the third seal, I heard the third living creature say, “Come!” I looked, and there before me was a black horse! Its rider was holding a pair of scales in his hand. Then I heard what sounded like a voice among the four living creatures, saying, “Two pounds of wheat for a day’s wages, and six pounds of barley for a day’s wages, and do not damage the oil and the wine!”

When the Lamb opened the fourth seal, I heard the voice of the fourth living creature say, “Come!” I looked, and there before me was a pale horse! Its rider was named Death, and Hades was following close behind him. They were given power over a fourth of the earth to kill by sword, famine and plague, and by the wild beasts of the earth.

Revelation, chapter 6, verses 1 through 7, NIV.

It’s actually comforting to be able to look over my commit and merge logs for the past two weeks and see how much stuff I’ve gotten done. When combined with the rest of my work flow, it’s especially helpful in keeping track what’s left to do, and finding what else needs doing lol.

I must say though, that I’m looking forward to the weekend: tomorrow I get to sleep past dawn!!!! Can’t say what is worse really, staying in bed as long as possible to minimize my mothers opportunities to annoy me, or having to roll out of bed ahead of the dawn in order to get on the pinhead express ASAP. My bodies gotten used to the concept go to bed by N, wake up by M, and I make sure that N includes enough hours for me to actually fall alseep. Ohh, I can hardly wait until the move is over.

Currently:

• First alarm at 0600
• Failsafe alarm at 0615
• Reach the nearest Interstate before 0700, preferably be on the next Interstate by then.
• Come to a grinding halt as soon as Cobb County enters the picture, if it’s a /good/ day!
• Wish they would blow the GA-400 of doom off the cotton pickin’ map.
• Soar from just past the GA-400 exit all the way to my exit, a couple up the bypass.
• Wrestle through yet more pinheads for a half hour or more worth of traffic, regularly backed up 3-lights long.
• Reach work ~112km/70mi away, sometime between 0800 and 0830.
• Go bananas until lunch cica 1100’ish.
• Have to remember I need to get out of here around 1600 if I’m going to reach the I-75 **** **** before ************ pinheads back up traffic to several cities beyond where I work.
• hope to get home around 1800-1815.

Future:

• Drift out of bed sometime after 0800
• Get to work sometime near 0900
• Casually drift through bumper to bumper to damn bumper traffic with a smile.
• Leave roughly 8 hours later
• Enjoy being able to stay later if I’m focused on some project.
• Figure out something to do if the traffic is worse than ever.
• Go back to bumper to bumper traffic for 16~18km/10-12mi on the way home.
• Not have to give a crap when I go to bed, as long as dawns still several hours away.