May 2006

Hey, you’re cute


Interesting story in the WSJ today about bugs in the software of airlines. We all complain about how buggy windows is, how buggy our phones are (cough cough VERIZON/MOTOROLA sneeze). Anyhow, there are certain things that should be software QA’d all the time. Airplanes being one of them. Cars, yeah, probably. Nuclear power. It’s not easy, but it leaves me a little queasy for the next time I get on a large plane (usually the ones that are fly-by-wire [the computer responds to inputs from the pilot and translates them into controls that the plane itself can actually handle. The plane is inherently unstable, and the computers help to keep the plane in balance]).

Oh, and the title refers to a little adventure I had Sunday thanks to Venus de Kilo making me wait on a street corner in NYC. Apparently, some older man thinks I’m cute. I just stared back, not really comprehending what he was saying. After a brief moment, I understood, and wished that VdK would hurry up and get there already.

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Walking the line

So everyone wants to know what’s going on with work. To be honest, I’ve been so singularly focused on work, I haven’t really had any time to focus on anything else. And while I think that, it’s totally a lie. What I’ve just written, that I’ve been singularly focused on work, is a lie. I’ve been working 9-11 hour days, and yet at the end of the day, I feel like I haven’t gotten enough done. And when I come home, I just vegetate. I don’t do anything. It feels wasteful. I haven’t created any new experiences. The same game, over again. And I wonder if my whole life is gonna be this way. I want to create new experiences. And I keep on saying that, but I’m not sure how to. I don’t know how to live in a city with no people I really know. I hate calling people up to make plans; I don’t want to be the one always calling people to decide what I should do. So anyhow… I’m walking the canyon’s edge, trying not to let myself fall into the abyss.

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Play it cool

I’ve got a dull headache right now. It’s 1:45 on a Tuesday, and I’m already exhausted by the week. It has very little to do with work, I think, and more to do with how I’ve been sleeping lately. Sunday morning, I woke up at 8 am before deciding that was too early (especially since I went to sleep at 3 or so) and sleeping until 11 (woke with no alarm). Sunday night? Wasn’t tired at all. Got in bed at two and couldn’t fall asleep. When I did fall asleep, it wasn’t deep (at all), and I woke up numerous times during the night (and then, of course, had trouble getting out of bed in the morning). So last night, when I thought I could get some sleep, my room was freezing (now, I sleep better when it’s cool, but not when it’s this cold). I don’t mean that the whole apartment was cold, I mean my room was like 15 degrees colder than everything else, and their was a weird dripping noise coming from the AC/Heat unit (which was off). So… yeah, didn’t sleep well either. Now, I’ve got that dull ache above and behind my eyes that feels like some small mole tunnelled through my nose into my brain and is now just camping out there. It’s not pain, it’s not sharp, it’s not moving, it’s just dull.

Now, for a guy who likes his sleep as much as he likes his parentheticals (which is a lot, though infrequent and not always consistent), these past few nights have been less than enjoyable, but, then, it could be worse. I don’t think I would have slept at all last night if it had been as abnormally hot as it was cold. So, I’ve got that going for me. Gunga. Gunga galunga.

Free cookie to the first person who gets that.

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