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|Wednesday, March 7th, 2012|
|Writer's Block: The Meaning of Life
Describe your life in one sentence.
Out of idle amusement, a ganked prompt which made me think just a little bit. Your life in one sentence is a tall order. So, what will mine be?
Is it a vast web, or a harp to which I am the frame, this endless array of bright filaments; for if the latter, then I am looking for a chord that vibrates all in harmony, and if the former, why then I need to figure out whether I am in fact the spider or not.
|Sunday, March 4th, 2012|
Anyone still using LiveJournal? Current Mood: curious
|Thursday, April 7th, 2011|
My god. Was it really last July, when last I made an actual post in my LJ? Seems almost inconceivable (you keep using that word...), but there it is.
Life has proceeded apace since that long-ago entry. I hardly have the words for it all. Immersed in work, certainly, that fits the shape of things. I've never had a job that has required so much of me, but to be fair I've never had one that's given quite so much back to me, either. The demands of work are equaled or exceeded by its dividends - whether in learning, experience, travel, or paychecks - and I'm told that's the way it's supposed to be. I'm interested and still passionate about what I do, and that makes a great deal of difference.
My personal life is fascinating and wonderful. I have a wonderful woman in my life, my best friend and my partner in crime, who not terribly long ago agreed to marry me. I can't express how happy that makes me, how excited I am to spend the rest of my life with her; it's like a great glowing warmth up ahead of me, promising a more level road and a clearer sky for as far ahead as I can see.
Conversely, I've not seen as much as I would like of many of my friends. The absurd demands of work and the more pleasant distractions of building a life together with Roo have made it hard to keep up, and not left me much time to spare. But I think of you, all of you out there, with fondness. If I don't often manage to express it, know that for me, at least, the regard is no less genuine.
And then there's everything I do, when I can fit it into spare moments. Gaming on occasion. Reading and writing. A bit of art, whether on a page or more tangible. Travel.
There's so much to life, and so little time to do it. It does, and really always has, makes me almost resent hours spent in sleep; as much as that pursuit is awfully pleasant on a cold morning, I feel like those hours could be used to such a greater extent otherwise. Ah, well.
Things are, things move forward constantly. And life is, generously and unabashedly, good. Current Mood: happy
|Sunday, July 11th, 2010|
|La la la...
I'm in a bit of a writing mood. Back to these
for a bit. If you've not seen the chart, go ahead and grab a couple for yourself. Hopefully I won't let them slide quite so long as I did last time. But hey, life happens.
For now, for aurianfae
, #73, Light.
There was a rushing, an impact, and surprise. Pain, for a few moments; sharp agony and an anguished lingering on what would never be. Then silence, and darkness, for a long span.
She found herself wondering what was happening, and wondered that she should be thinking.
Then light blossomed, tiny and fragile in the dark; a spark swiftly growing. It soon surrounded her, a dim, insistent glow that demanded her attention, her action. And so…
She opened her eyes, blinking against the brightness; a candle, by the bedside.
And there came a voice, relieved and warmly familiar. “Welcome home, Princess.”
|Wednesday, June 23rd, 2010|
Man alive, finally a journal post. And ironically enough, it's a post to explain why there will continue to be few journal posts. Not that there've been a ton, but still.
Work is a huge lot of time spent. Hours are nuts, there are demands on my time out of typical work hours, and it's just taking a lot of mental bandwidth.
As an example thereof (admittedly the most extreme that has yet occurred), witness my next few weeks.
I'll be going to work in Washington DC to cover for a coworker of mine who is having a joyous natal event in his immediate family. I essentially get to work cross-site, but will be based in DC until about July 15th.
Soo... if you wondered where I was, or what on earth I was doing, or just had an inkling to send me a box with a formless spawn in it... that's where I'll be.
Hopefully online a bit, but that's yet to be seen.
How's everyone else's life out there? Current Mood: a little crazed
|Thursday, May 20th, 2010|
|Hey, IT folks...
So, this post is primarily for all my IT-talented buddies.
I'm just curious if any of you are looking for work these days, and would be interested in working with a crazy, awesome, work-your-ass-off, startup atmosphere company? I am absolutely not lying about the working very hard part, but there are some great opportunities right now if you have good chops.
So, if you're interested, email me as soon as you can, at my gmail account. If you don't know my gmail account, feel free to comment and I'll get you info.
Cross-posted to Facebook as well.
|Thursday, April 15th, 2010|
There I was, walking back to my car. I'll note that it was about 12:30am. At that point, I had been at work for a hair under 16 hours, and I was certainly ready to call it a day. I was nearing my car, idly reading as I walked, when I came upon an old man.
Clearly homeless, he was also in a motorized wheelchair, and was clearly stuck, apparently on the edge of the curb. He asked if I could help him out for a minute, so of course I stopped to lend him a hand. Turns out, his wheelchair had run out of juice and he was trying to get to the same parking garage I was going to, so he could plug in the chair there and charge it for a while. I wheeled him to the elevators and down to the basement level of the garage, where we tried two floors worth of outlets, none of which had any electricity running to them. So up we went, back to ground floor, and at the old man's request, I wheeled him a few blocks to another outlet he knew of.
On the way, he told me a bit about himself. His name is Carl, and he's lived in Palo Alto most of his life. He described his predicament of the last few years; once upon a time there used to be outlets all over downtown Palo Alto, but recently businesses have taken to putting lockboxes over their outdoor outlets. And now he had to move between the few far-flung outlets that were left.
I got him to the place he knew of, and saw him plugged in and actually receiving power. And then I left him there, with a murmured thank-you and curling himself up under a blanket. I felt bad because I had nothing to give him.
Some nights, you get to feeling like you're just done, like the world has hit you about the head a few times and you couldn't give a shit about anyone else's plight. And sometimes, if you're lucky, the world reminds you that there are plenty of people in it with far fewer options than you have, who will spend their night stuck cold and frustrated on the edge of a curb without a hand from someone passing by. And giving them forty minutes or so of your time, to see that they're at least moderately safe and sheltered, isn't actually so much.
The world is kinda poetic like that. Here's to you, Carl. Hope you stay safe out there. Current Mood: tired and thoughtful
|Monday, March 22nd, 2010|
|Sunday, March 14th, 2010|
Holy wow, Batman.
Due to the efforts of many a wonderful friend, Roo and I are moved! We finished in amazing time, moving her stuff from Oaakland befor 11:30, and getting my stuff from Sunnyvale bt an amazing 2:30. we exceeded all my wildest expectations for timing and alacrity.
And now Roo and I have a place, our place. That's totally awesome, and will take some getting used to, but I'm happy as a clam.
To all our wonderful peoples who came out to help, you guys rock my world. You all got up early and drove - for some of you a rather remarkable distance, to help us lug heavy things. Plus you did it with remarkably good grace, rocks aside. You are every last one of you awesome, and I take off my metaphorical hat to you.
Cheers, my lovelies! Current Mood: happy
|Friday, March 12th, 2010|
|On we go!
Okay, kids. I probably won't have readily available internet again until Monday morning or so. On account of the moving.
So if you need me for anything, or if you're helping me move and need to check in, give my cell a call. Or call my lovely ashtoreth
. Chances are I'll be nearby her at any given time.
See you on the other side! Current Mood: excited
Question for mis amigos.
I'm very shortly moving to Newark. (Like, tomorrow. ZOMG.) In any case, I'm looking for a good doctor or medical group now that I've got good insurance and bennies again, and would love a recommendation. Do you live in the Fremont/Union City/Newark area and love your doctor/medical group? Honestly I'd prefer the latter, for versatility's sake, but I'll take any recommendations anyone cares to make.
I suppose also I'd be interested if anyone knows a particularly good doc or med group in the Palo Alto area. I just prefer the doctor to be closer to home rather than to work.
Thanks! And looking forward to seeing a couple of you tomorrow!
|Thursday, March 4th, 2010|
|Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010|
I suppose I should note that Roo and I both have Moving posts up on our journals. If you've responded to her, there's really no need to respond to me as well. And probably vice versa.
But we still like you all! And want your help! And will feed you!
Just let one of us know definitively that you'll be there. Thanks!
Allright, kids, this here is the real deal.
I almost wrote 'the rizzle dizzle' up there, but I couldn't have taken myself at all seriously if I had. Plus, I'm really white. Anyway.
Roo and I are moving! And we would very much like your help!
It's going on next weekend, March 13th and 14th. Here's how it's gonna work.
The fun starts Saturday morning at Roo's house. I'll be picking up the truck at 9, and we'll be starting to load it as soon as I get back there. Hope to whatever gods you venerate that it won't be raining. But rain or shine, we're going to load up all of Roo's stuff and move it down to Newark.
Here's where things get interesting. If we have enough people by this point, we're going to unload Roo's things into the house. We're leave her and a person or two there to start moving things around orderly-like, and then I'm taking everyone else and going down to Sunnyvale to start my own move.
Most of what I have to move should amount to furniture and a few largish boxes at that point. Personally, I think if we're really, really good, we can knock it all out in one trip. Especially if we get sufficient turnout on that Saturday. Regardless, we're pretty much halting all operations at 5pm that day.
Anything left to do (almost certainly only my own place) can be dealt with Sunday morning.
So! That's the long and short of it. We'll be stocking booze, Gatorade, soda, water, and other beverages of choice at the new place. We'll be ordering pizza there as soon as we're on the way with Roo's stuff. Thus, there can be breaks for eating and relaxing and such.
So this is where you all flock to me with your offers of aid. :)
Really, the best day to show is Saturday. I'm convinced if we get enough people, we'll be able to do the whole kit and caboodle that day and Sunday will be liesurely unpacking and filled with awesome. So everyone, please either reply to this post, or email me in private. I'll be happy to give you all relevant addresses and general timeframes, and we'll work from there.
Let me know if you can make it, my lovelies. Hope to see you then. Current Mood: excited
|Wednesday, February 24th, 2010|
That thing I said earlier? About not having a dotted line yet?
Yeah, strike that. Offer received and accepted.
My friends, the fix is IN. Current Mood: jubilant
So, enough with secrets and dreary moods. Life is good, and it's time to bust the lid off some things.
First off, and most awesome, new living situation. Some of you had heard rumors that ashtoreth
and I were planning on moving in together. Revel in the streets, for I confirm it for you now! The decision was made a little while ago, and we'd been waiting on certain things to really move ahead... but that wait is over. After a sudden and slightly frantic race to find a place and get things arranged, we have a lovely townhouse in Newark with our name on it!
That means, of course, that we're going to need some troops to help with the moving. Right now we've got our eye on making the big push on the weekend of the 13th/14th of March. We will not *require* an enormous ton of people, but this case many hands will make idle work, so come on down. We will feed you pizza, and drinks of much variety. Apply to myself or to the lady
and let us know if you're willing to come help us out.
Now, for those of you paying attention, there was another piece of information hidden in there; the thing we were waiting on. I've been keeping a lid on this because I haven't signed on the dotted line yet, but I'm sick of being quiet about it. I have a new job at last, and moreover, it's the one I've really been wanting!
Palantir Technologies (http:\\www.palantirtech.com) is hiring me, or so I have been assured by both my prospective boss and the HR guy I've been dealing with. Like I said, no dotted line yet, but I've been promised up and down that it's coming. Now nobody jinx me.
Long story short, raise your glasses, my friends. Life is good and getting better, and if we get some of you mugs to show up and schlep our stuff for us, it'll be the candle on the cake. Current Mood: cheerful
Yes, the timestamp is correct. I am writing this entry at 5:15 AM.
For the discerning reader, this is not at all typical for me. The sequence of events occurred thusly:
Last night, for no reason that was apparent to me, I was struck by an absurd wave of lethargy around 8pm. Just amazingly tired, for no reason that I could discern, and it didn't go away despite my efforts to engage my mind and wake up. So I finally stretched out on the couch, thinking I would take a nap - I know, it never works out that way, but that was how sleepy I was. I dropped off, I believe, near 9:30.
Cut to me waking up, still on the couch, just before 3. Blinking at the horrible light invading my eyes, I dragged myself up and switched off the lamp. As I passed my computer, I noticed my email was up and I had a message I actully cared about, so I stopped and read it. Then I shambled into my room and fell into bed.
Where I laid for two freaking hours, my mind flying along at a billion miles an hour, completely unable to fall back asleep.
Finally I got up in disgust, and came out to write this. I am not tired at all, beyond a certain superficial patina of glue over my eyes. I have no real idea what I'm going to do with my sudden surplus of morning hours, but hopefully it will be something useful. I also hope I'm not going to go cheerfully through this day and suddenly face-plant midafternoon because I got five rather oddly placed hours of sleep.
We'll see how it goes. Current Mood: awake
|Friday, February 19th, 2010|
Right then. I think I'm finally going to pick these
up again, at least for a while. If you're new to the party, choose some for yourself! I'll try to keep going this time, though certain things may make it hard in the near future.
For now, for need_pins_les
, #55, Spirit.
I must speak with Padre Vittorio, I think. Thoughts occur to me that may be blasphemous, but I do not know. No priest has ever explained such to me before.
I think on the nature of what we humans are, and none spurs these thoughts in me quite as much as Evelina. She is joy and laughter and diligence; and yes, caprice and vanity and even greed. But whatever else, she is so thoroughly, unconcernedly, as God has made her.
So are we all; creatures of high spirit as well as base clay. Gloria Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti.
First entry in weeks, and I write to describe a dream.
I dreamt that I woke up, in my own bead in the dead of night. This is unfailingly disorienting, as those of you who've experienced it will know.
So I woke up, and there was this odd sound coming from the living room, a sort of rythmic thumping. I pulled on jeans and went out to look, and dimly seen in the dark, someone was trying to force my sliding glass door open.
So I did what any strapping fellow would do, and started for that selfsame door. The guy (dressed all in black, natch) ran away. (This is odd because I always keep the patio gate locked, but the sliding door unlocked. Anyway.) Strangely, my would-be burglar only ran across the courtyard of my apartment complex, and then hid in the shadows over there; I could see him the whole way.
At this point my temper was up, so I grabbed a bokken (why I didn't get my straightsword, don't ask me; I think it was some bizarre compunction against killing someone unless they were actually in my house and a danger) and go out my front door and running after him.
He saw me, got a ridiculous expression on his face, and took to his heels... but he only fled out to the sidewalk and then stopped. I came right up to him, sword over one shoulder, and we had a discussion.
Mostly it was me telling him if he set foot on the property again I would kick his ass and then call the cops. He was sort of dithering, noncommittal, and snide, and apparently he didn't think I was serious because he started to step past me. So I hit him. What would you have done?
He stopped, surprised, and I told him I was calling the cops if he took another step in the wrong direction. But then... then I asked him, in a genuinely curious way, why he would steal from people, and what had those people ever done. I vaguely recall taking it rather personally. You know, for some reason. He started talking nonsense about how he was a college student in Berkeley and didn't have any spare money, while I stared in disbelief.
Around this point, a cop just drove by. I'll note that this 'conversation' was happening between me in just jeans, with a wooden sword ready in my hands, and some shifty guy in all black, in the dead of night. But the cop just eyed us and kept driving.
I was still staring in disbelief I woke up.
... You know, I think I really am too nice a guy for my own good. Current Mood: confused
|Monday, January 4th, 2010|
|A New Year!
Yeah, yeah, I know I'm late for the New Years thing.... sue me. :P
Truth be told, the end of the holidays came around in a very nice way for me. After the hustle and the bustle of December, the rampant insanity of Dickens Fair and the stress of trying to jobhunt during the holidays... well, the end of the year was very peaceful and calm. A nice vacation with my parents in Michigan, and home safe and sound. Around New Years was a lot of dancing and light celebrations.
The year turning itself was welcomed with champagne, a toast to all that befell us this last year, and a pleasant (considering the circumstances) request for 2009 to make itself scarce and never show its face again.
And thus far, 2010 has been very pleasant, all 3 and some change days of it.
Regardless, the holidays are officially over with, and it's time to get down to business again; renew the job hunt and get myself gainfully employed. Speaking of which, it's time for me to put the call out again.
Anyone out there among my friends know of good jobs open or opening up? I'm an experienced IT professional, and I don't eat much. Current Mood: determined