31 July 2008
29 July 2008
Dry spell is over
I've decided that I need to start blogging again. What lies beneath that decision is the realization that I need to start writing down how I feel, what's going on, random thoughts, and whatnot, or I'm going to become insufferable to the people around me who have to hear about them. Despite my inability to craft a viable story arc, I like to think that I'm a writer at heart, and the mind's overflow can't be stopped--just channeled.
So, here we are. Again.
I'm single again. Sam and I broke things off for good this past Sunday, and it's sad. Not the deep, gut-twisting anguish where you analyze all of the things you might have done wrong, but just a quiet sadness at how things didn't get better. It was a long time coming, though, and we both just got tired of working at something that seemed determined to stay broken.
Helped Mark and Jennifer move to Columbia this past weekend. We haven't hung out physically yet, but it's only been three days, and I'm so used to talking to both of them over the internet that their new, geographic proximity doesn't seem real yet. We've got tentative dinner plans for tomorrow, though, so that'll be fun.
Work is pretty good. I can tell that, eventually, the new will wear off of this job, and I won't like it as much, but I'm along for the ride for now. So far, no two days have been alike, and I'm getting involved in project management and diversifying my contributions to the Division's functions to stave off boredom, but I can feel it building. I'm secretly afraid that I don't earn my salary and someone's going to figure that out one day, leaving me without an excuse. I wonder if that's something everyone deals with--the lingering fear that they're a fraud?
Plans for starting my own company have been put on the back burner for now. I know that that's the only way I'm actually going to keep up with best practices in the industry and make some serious money, or eventually go all the way into the private sector, but working for the University is pretty safe, and definitely not stressful. Plus, it wouldn't hurt to get a couple years of experience under my belt and really feel out how much my job requires of me before taking on additional projects in my spare time.
Getting an hourly job for the weekends, however, doesn't sound like a bad idea. It might be fun to work 10 hours a week at a Barnes and Nobel or a Starbucks. A little extra money for toys couldn't hurt either. I'll have to explore that.
So, here we are. Again.
I'm single again. Sam and I broke things off for good this past Sunday, and it's sad. Not the deep, gut-twisting anguish where you analyze all of the things you might have done wrong, but just a quiet sadness at how things didn't get better. It was a long time coming, though, and we both just got tired of working at something that seemed determined to stay broken.
Helped Mark and Jennifer move to Columbia this past weekend. We haven't hung out physically yet, but it's only been three days, and I'm so used to talking to both of them over the internet that their new, geographic proximity doesn't seem real yet. We've got tentative dinner plans for tomorrow, though, so that'll be fun.
Work is pretty good. I can tell that, eventually, the new will wear off of this job, and I won't like it as much, but I'm along for the ride for now. So far, no two days have been alike, and I'm getting involved in project management and diversifying my contributions to the Division's functions to stave off boredom, but I can feel it building. I'm secretly afraid that I don't earn my salary and someone's going to figure that out one day, leaving me without an excuse. I wonder if that's something everyone deals with--the lingering fear that they're a fraud?
Plans for starting my own company have been put on the back burner for now. I know that that's the only way I'm actually going to keep up with best practices in the industry and make some serious money, or eventually go all the way into the private sector, but working for the University is pretty safe, and definitely not stressful. Plus, it wouldn't hurt to get a couple years of experience under my belt and really feel out how much my job requires of me before taking on additional projects in my spare time.
Getting an hourly job for the weekends, however, doesn't sound like a bad idea. It might be fun to work 10 hours a week at a Barnes and Nobel or a Starbucks. A little extra money for toys couldn't hurt either. I'll have to explore that.
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