I Don’t Need Drugs… I Have a Tech Job!

I’ve re-entered college this quarter, trying to pursue my degree in Japanese with all the enthusiam that I can muster. I’m already into the third week, now, and with fifteen units I’m beginning to really feel the burn, so to speak. It’s been kind of hectic to keep up with all the homework and even more so it’s just damned complex on top of doing my job.

I’m not talking about what I do on WNOHGB, either. It’s called trying to pay the bills and make life somewhat comfortable for myself. Have you ever tried to balance the need for new anime versus the need for sustanance? For a mature person, it’s no question. For me, admittedly a rather illogical person, it’s difficult. Hell, I want the latest and greatest, but reality bogs me down. So, my job pays for the ability to spend money on the stuff I want. That’s reasonable. Problem is, now I’m working 14 hour work days and going to school, and doing all my extracirricular crap, too.

As I write this, I’ll have been up for going on 40 hours. We’re moving facilities from Palo Alto to Mountain View, and I’ve sort of already grown attached to my new cube. I love it. It’s clean, it’s new, it’s just really really cool. I was the first to move into the department’s area, and I set up all the monitoring stuff for the group. Working weekends primarily, I’ve got most of the week off, but this week, I’m putting in massive amounts of overtime. So, I’m on my sixth wind, but it’s not quite as impressive to me as my second wind was. My t’gallants are still and I am feeling very becalmed.

Earlier, though, I was giddy as all hell. I was lauging, joking around with some of the other night-owls. I played a round of foozball in the new gaming room. We moved all our video and physical games into a designated room. At the old building, we just stuffed everything in one room… food, drinks, games, supplies. It was kind of cramped in there, y’know? And right now, as I’m feeling the effects of massive sleep-deprivation, I was also driven to actually get a livejournal. I’m sure tomorrow I’m going to wonder what the fuck I was thinking…

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