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My Hap Hap Happy Life

Thursday, May 8th, 2008

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The Chicago transit system is always packed during my commute. This makes little sense as I don’t commute the same schedule every day and routinely watch trains opposite to my schedule fly by empty as though a great plague has set itself through their hollowed shells. As luck and some level of statistical improbability would [...]

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Finger Blisters

Wednesday, September 14th, 2005

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1:00am rolls by with little regard to the fact that its eagerness to proceed with the chronological status quo directly contradicts my eagerness to not at all be awake right now. As it stands, however, the gauntlet has been thrown and the project must launch, personal preference be damned. I was once merely a developer. [...]

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Limits

Thursday, August 12th, 2004

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My UE has a limit of a few hundred thousand text lines. At least it has a perceived limit, as that is about when the CPU decides it’s seen better days and tells you so by setting it’s squeaker to ‘beep’. I have a limit of about 44 consecutive work hours before I pass the [...]

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CTRL + ALT + Go Fuck Yourself

Sunday, July 11th, 2004

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I spent Friday evening on a low-level. Serious fun. I suggest everyone spend at least one night off firing a metaphorical round into the equally metaphorical brainpan of his blistered and haggard OS only to replace it with a copy that will surely be as pathetic and atrophied in nigh more than 4 months. I [...]

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Slow & Steady

Saturday, June 7th, 2003

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I have been spending what can only be described as an ‘unnatural’ amount of time at work for the last few months. It seems like every hour I put in at the office somehow begs another until finally I am either exhausted or asleep. I have a pair of orange fuzzy pillows and a course [...]

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The Rowing of the Ducks

Monday, November 19th, 2001

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I wish I could explain how absolutely awesome things are just now. Granted, there are a few things that could be a bit better, but in the all too mortal words of a one Mr. Bubba SparXXX, “…but thay much improved.” Yeah… ’cause I’m so country. I just picked up my new license plates. They [...]

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Busy Little Bee

Wednesday, October 3rd, 2001

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I have a lot to do for little return. That always sucks. I am almost done with that store project, but it has become total hell and the payout is far less than the work put in. But hey, hopefully it will further my career and all of that. I have an interview w/ a [...]

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