Work, day 4

So today was a shortened day at work because we had to come back to campus for an NSF site visit. Felt like I completely undid what I did yesterday… I don’t know… I now have two ways that potentially will work to solve this problem, but I don’t know if either will work (or even if either is practical). I need to do a ton of work tomorrow so I can be ready to code next week. Ahhh.

I think I can do it, I think I can do it.

:-\
Meh, I am like completely exhausted (mentally and physically). This has been the most mentally-demanding week I’ve ever had… it’s worse than school, because at least with those programming assignments, you have resources that guide you through the steps (your textbook, TAs, etc), and the problems are straightforward… once you understand the problem, you can relatively easily solve it.
Not so here.


Trees in front of Cyert Hall.
I don’t know… I really like the colors in this one. Composition kinda sucks, but meh. I like the picture, so sue me.
Should have played around with depth of field more. The background is too in-focus.

In other news, finally got around to tweaking the blog archives into a nicer format. Now there’s a single centralized archives page, from which you can easily access monthly posts as well as individual posts.

Work, day 3

Meh, I guess I should update or something.


Exploded OSC!

Wheee
Diet coke and mentos! (Dialup warning)

Um… so yeah. Work is… um… work is going. 8 says I need to believe in myself more, so I won’t post anything negative. I’ll just say that my current idea on tackling this problem had better work, or I don’t really know what else to try. Meh. And I really hope believe that I can make it work. Meh.

In any case, I felt like crap after work yesterday because I’d been looking at the stuff for 2 days and had no idea what the hell I’m doing. Feeling a little better today, since I actually have a plan now. And, moreover, I think it’s a plan that I actually know how to implement. I just hope that my plan isn’t inherently flawed.

Damn you 8 for getting me hooked on GTO… Gaah. I want to watch more now.

Short update. Apologies. I’m always exhausted after coming home, and I need to try and get to bed earlier so I can wake up in the morning. Bleh. 9-5 jobs eat up your life.

Work, day 1

Hm… well, first off, having to take the bus to and from work kinda sucks. I’m working at the Carnegie Learning HQ, which is downtown. I work from 9-5. There are lots of people who also have to go downtown to work from 9-5. Well, damn.
:-\
So yeah, it’s like 15-20 minutes each way, but whatever. It’s a really nice building, and I have my own cubicle.

As far as work goes, today I didn’t do much, but I really did try.
You know how I was so afraid of this job and that I wouldn’t be able to do it? Today really made me feel like that fear was justified.
Spent the first part of the day understanding exactly what it was I have to accomplish this summer, and got a schedule of things.
I understand what I have to do and what the code I write has to do. That part wasn’t hard at all. And we found a method library that, in theory, does exactly what I want.
Then I spent the rest of the day trying to understand how the hell to use the library. And I still don’t understand.
Gaaah.
Tomorrow I might look at it again and then look at other approaches. Dunno.
I really hope I don’t totally fail at this job… :-\

Also have a ton of paperwork I need to do for the job (and a bunch of meetings I need to put in my scheduler and such).
Gaah.
I feel so stressed and it’s only the first day. Just feel kinda lost, maybe. Like I really should know what I’m doing and how to go about it. Having to stress about busses doesn’t help either.
Kinda just want to curl up and cry :-P But meh, that’s okay.

Other PSLC interns living on this floor (the one in the middle is my roommate, Peter)

Um… as far as non-work stuff goes, things have been good. Really good, actually.
The past few nights have made me happy, for more reasons than superficial ones… and not the stupid kind of “OMG ECSTATIC YAY” happiness that I so often feel and that is fleeting… but a deeper kind of happy, where you just feel completely comfortable with yourself and who you are. The kind that isn’t so easy to get rid of (not even by my crappy day today) and that means a lot more to you than just “Oh hey, I’m happy right now.”
I think it’s been a long time since I’ve felt that way.
Thank you.</cryptic>

Oh yes, and 8 introduced me to GTO (the anime). I think I’m addicted now.
Damn you. More stuff to distract me when I’m not working.

People should play Student Wars! No one has poked me to teach them how to play yet. I have 5 decks here sitting on my desk. Someone poke me!

I’m exhausted (probably should’ve gone to bed before midnight, given that I had to wake up at 7:30). Maybe I should go buy some dinner and take a nap.

Lotsa stuff!

Yeah so, today was eventful.
Landing in Denver was the first time I’ve been on a flight that had to abort its landing. Apparently, the air traffic controllers screwed up and the runway WASN’T clear. We were about to touch down when the engines revved and we pulled up hard. Whee. Took another 10 minutes to circle around again for landing.

Then, walking to New House from Donner, ran into Keith and Tim. Went to dinner with them and bohanlon. Before that, however, they helped me carry my boxes of stuff from Alisa’s to New House. And, of course, it started to rain just when we were setting back. And, of course, one of the bottoms of the boxes opened up halfway. So yeah. It took like an hour to get the boxes back, and it sucked, and meh.

Wheee.

Okay, so it seemed like more in my head.

Edit: *gets back to room*
*looks at the clock*
Holy SHIT it’s 5 AM?!?!?

Erm….
I mean, oh look, I sure woke up early today, it’s only 5 AM! Maybe I should go back to sleep!

*cough*

Edit edit: Student Wars: Hijinks and Booooth have been uploaded. Please play.
I have printed versions of all 5 decks in the decklists page. Come poke me sometime and I’ll show you how to play.
And New House showers are teh suck. They’re either too cold or too strong. Bleh.