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hot hot hot.

    My-oh-me. It's turning into a hot day! 91F in Fremont CA at 10:30 AM. My brain is going to melt.

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quitting my job

    Pheh.

    Done with that job. I turned in my notebooks and badge a couple hours ago, said goodbye to a few people and got the fuck out of there!

    Much better.

    I've been working at a medium-scale server manufacturer for the last four and a half years.

    I started out as employee 51 or so, working in a group of 3 that was Customer Service/Tech Support/IT/Manufacturing Test Automation. I did everything: system administration, frightening hardware vendors ("Hmmm. Your shit doesn't work! Why are we buying it?"), lab work, shell and Perl scripting, and traveling to customer site to do hand-holding. It started out fairly fun.

    At the end, I was working as a Linux system administrator in a company of 230. Working on pointless projects and bloated systems. Watching everyone I knew and liked get ignored, shit on, and eventually leave.

    So.

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this job

    Sigh.

    I walked off from my desk for a few minutes. I've got the laptop's corporate-approved IM client open to my department's chat. I sat back down, skimmed the past few minutes of chat and saw what a coworker had typed at my keyboard: "I'm ptor and I need to learn to lock my laptop." It's the new person in my group, I think.

    Just a few days more of this. Just a few more.

    I'm so done.

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Anniversary

    We've been feeling squeaky and creaky lately, but [info]cassidyrose and I got a chance to go out for our 3 year anniversary dinner last night, followed by a walk near Coyote Hills, thanks to [info]catzen who watched S. for us. It was nice to have a bit of parent's-night-out together!

    The last 3 years of marriage to [info]cassidyrose have been a blessing and a joy. I am honored to have her as my love and my partner in live. Becoming parents has been a treasure. We love our little guy!

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Meow?

    I had a bunch of dreams last night, good and bad. Falling down industrial or mining buildings. Gang members chasing me. Snowcones on a hot day. But I barely remember.

    What I do remember is that I found a bunch of self-winding cats. Like the mechanical wristwatches that wind themselves up from the motion of the arm. Self-winding cats!

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stressful day.

    I've just given notice at my job of the last 4.5 years.

    It's a time of transitions. I'll try to explain more later.

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Up too early.

    Just hammering away at work. Not feeling great, but I had to go in to get something done.

    What something? Something stupid. I'm playing Procrustes on some storage and its just ugly.

    Maybe I should choose a nicer metaphor. It's Alice in Wonderland, and I'm getting file systems to drink that shrinking potion.

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Meow! (opinions and cat asses)

    I have opinions and my cat has an asshole.

    Sometimes when I'm trying to fall asleep, the cat will stomp all over me, kneed me with her claws, and then back her ass up to my face.

      "Meow! Look at my wonderful asshole! It is so beautiful! Doesn't it deserve an award? Meow!", she says.


    Not amusing. I thrash around in sleepy disgust, grumble, and shove the cat away repeatedly.

    How is my sharing my own overvalued opinions all that different from my cat's behavior?

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Ken Deffeyes's May 28, 2008 post

    Ken Deffeyes: "Oil Production, Oil Price"

    See that hockey stick graph? That's the best answer to "Are we there yet?" I've seen lately.

    Current Music: Eurythmics "Sweet Dreams (Are made of This)"

    Current Geekery: tdbtool /etc/samba/secrets.tdb

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