Great

Now I am scared of cloud computing. just fucking swell. a pint of "it's okay" and another of "don't worry about it" maybe a whole pitcher of "just go back to sleep"

The Terror

I'm scared. Watching how the world in technology is changing, not just quickly but drastically also, if frightening. Run and hide, stand and face it, or fight the giant. There isn't anything that can be done against that.

I think my fear is that if I fight I'll lose because I don't think I'm good enough. I guess my option then is to see if i can keep from losing long enough. I don't even know if I can do that.

The Dream

Out in Amsterdam there is a hostel called the Golden Apple. Every night it is packed floor to ceiling with backpackers from around the world, who listen to a great DJ, eat good food, drink amazing beer, and generally party until they pass out in one another's beds.

The whole house is a riot of sound and color except for the roof. On the roof is a little zen garden; the center piece of a quiet oasis, and in the shade of a tree is a hammock and a little monk who dispenses wisdom distilled from madness.

from bad place

I have had a miasma of horrible thoughts recently. Doubts, worries, and uncertainties that fill my head. Below is a block of them

I am dumb and I feel myself getting dumber. I'm not good enough to be great and since I can't achieve escape velocity then I am doomed to crash. I've lied so much, to myself and others, that I don't know who I am. I don't care about much and I'm concerned that I'm not concerned about that. I'm worried I can't reasonably say that at least I'm good at what I do. I'm just introspective enough to realize i've been making conciliatory statements about myself.

Ug. These thoughts wear me down. I don't want to ignore them but thinking about them scares me.

How does one successful live ones life? What does success mean? What are my needs? What do I want from life? Why am I just now thinking about this? If there is no point to life, if I have no goals, then how can I derive what I should be doing?

I wonder if that's what life ultimately is? The pursuit of self assigned goals. I have a lot to think about.

The crapper, I am in it

These admins are strange. They like light. The don't care for cold. I have no idea what the fuck is up. I'm getting headaches it so bright.

But wait, that's okay, they are going to banish me to storage room so they can give my spot to the fng. See he needs to work with our Citirix admin who he is replacing and there isn't any where else to put him. That means my manager came in here with his head held low and tried to break the news to me gently that I was gonna get moved again.

One the upside once I get rid of all the useless shit in that room I will have a full functioning office where I can keep the lights off in server room esk coolness.

Maybe it won't be so bad.

All I want

Is an android phone w 200 to 400 text messages a month. I don't need a data plan. I don't need 900 anytime minutes. I don't want to spend 420$ dollars. I'm fine re-upping my contract for another 2 years.

Dance to my tune puppet!

randominity

Current favorite derogatory diminutive: cockslap. n. A person with so little worth you might rather be hit in the genitals than deal with the individual. e.g. "I'd rather eat a bullet than deal with that ignorant cockslap."