Another bit of drizzle.

Today was a good day. I actually got to code today. Up until now it’s been design work and planning, but today I spent almost the whole day programming. There are still design days ahead, but I’m learning that it’s all part of the process. This is the way things are in a project this size, a project that’s not just a pull an all-nighter to get this thing done for class tomorrow sort of project.

Today was a good day. I’m really enjoying my job, and that’s really important too. I’m getting to know the people I work with and they’re getting to know me. It’s a big happy circle.

Today was a good day. Brian left for Vegas yesterday for Halloween, so I had the office to myself. He’s out there doing God knows what (translation: stuff I wouldn’t do), and I’m sure he’s having a blast. But because he was gone, it was a lot easier to sit down and focus and get a lot done. So that I did.

Today was a good day. About 2 PM my boss’ secretary (one of the people in the group I’m getting to know) came in and we talked for a bit. I told her I was beat, that after focusing all day my mind was not wanting to work anymore. She agreed that I looked tired, and said: I’ve already approved your timesheet, so why don’t you just go home. You have my permission. Awesome. So after finished up a few loose ends I headed out.

Today was a good day, and now I’m home. Tomorrow will be good too. The plan is to go up to Boston to watch the post World Series parade. Should be a good time, and I’ll be with friends, which makes it even better. You guys are awesome.

And now - Counter Strike. Woohoo!!!

And I’m utterly speechless.

into the office late today, if 750 can be considered late. Later for me anyhow. Normally it’s 720 - 730, somewhere in that range. But this morning was different. I walked around the house feeling no urgency to get in my car and drive. I relaxed a bit, watched some news, and reminisced on last night.

The night when history was changed forever. I can hear Paul Revere riding up now: The Red Sox are coming! The Red Sox are coming! And indeed they came. Only this time they conquered.

It does leave something of an unsettling feeling though. Like something happened that shouldn’t have. My office-mate has mixed feelings about it even though he’s a die-hard Sox fan: It’s almost like getting together with some really hot girl and then finding out afterwards that she has the same last name as you. There’s just something wrong with it. I’ll leave him to his examples.

But strange or not, same last name or not, the Red Sox did win; the Curse was broken. Until next year anyhow.

an interesting start to the day already. The drive in to work was interesting because I ended up behind one of the guys who works down the hall from me almost the whole way to work. He lives a bit farther down Gardner’s Neck Road, and this morning we left at pretty much the same time. Stuff like that tends to add more excitement to the 30 minute drive into work.

The drive became even more exciting when I realized I forgot my badge at home. Maybe not exciting, but at least out of the ordinary. Now on any other day of the week, this would be an “oh well” realization, but it’s Tuesday. Tuesday is the one day of the week that I have a meeting down at NUWC, and I can’t get into NUWC without my badge. Argh. So yeah, now I’m at work, but once rush hour is over I’ll be heading back home to get my badge. 30 minutes home, 30 minutes back. There’s a wasted hour if I’ve ever seen one.

Apart from that though, the wall across the hall is now dark blue and - beside the fact that it’s somewhat streaky and the fluorescent lights show the lines from the roller - it looks good. Much better than boring white. Or even line green.

So yeah, it’s not even 8 AM yet and the day has already been interesting.

The Cootees

Me and Tom sat down one night;
Our goal was to write a song.
We didn’t want it to be too short
But, we didn’t want it too long.

We can write about our friends.
We can write about being blue.
We can write about something else.
We can write about being without you…
But what went through our heads
Was to write about this song instead.

Some people are always taking pictures. Documenting life. Creating memories. As much as I think that’s a great thing to do, and I never seem to remember to take pictures. I have a camera, so what’s stopping me?

It’s not the I don’t want to take pictures, I just don’t. So I think from here on out I’m going to start taking pictures. Proabably not all the time, but at least more regularly than I do now. At least that way years won’t go by without me being able to tie them together with those single frames of reference.

I’m always trying to change. Improve. Find my faults - of which I have plenty - and get rid of them. Mature. Make mistakes, hopefully learn from them, and not make them again. Not that *not* taking pictures is in any way a fault, but it *is* something I can work on changing.

And finally, a shout out to Brian as he goes where I went a month ago - under the knife. Trust me dude, it’s not that bad. Besides, who needs to eat anyhow?

I like Japanese Eggs too!

I love you egg.

one good, and one bad. Bad news first I guess: Moka done did get sprayed by a skunk. That’s the second time this year that she’s been sprayed. Ick. I walked into the house and the smell seemed almost more than just a smell. It infiltrated my senses and I felt like I was drinking skunk juice. Not a pleasant experience. I actually gagged two times before heading back outside; the air outside was actually fresher outside than inside. Dan was in the bathroom giving Moka a bath, hence the smell having permeated throughout the house. I lit a bunch of vanilla scented candles in my room to try and overpower the *other* scent. I’m not sure how well it worked. Oh well, Moka’s clean and the smell in the house will dissipate.

And now for the good news: THE RED SOX WON THE ALCS!!! After being down 3-0 against the Yankees, they pulled off a record-setting, against-all-odds comeback by winning 4 straight games. Last night they played _really_ well. Couldn’t talk about Damon the other day, but I can now. He hit not just one, but two homeruns last night, one of them a grandslam. The only part of the game that made me nervous was when Pedro came in and pitched an inning, giving up two runs. Flashbacks from last year made me wonder why Francona put him in at all. In the end, though, it didn’t affect the outcome of the game, so it doesn’t really matter. Congratulations Redsox.

Hey Sheffield, if “the Redsox are a walking disaster,” then what are you?? I mean, I would feel pretty low if I got beat by a team I labeled as a walking disaster. Maybe it’ll teach you to keep your mouth shut. Don’t cry too much.

They decided to give our office a bit more color, and I’m excited about it. The hallways are being painted a dark greyish blue, and seeing as I’m a fan of dark colors I’m looking forward to it being finished. Brian (the guy I share an office with) and I also bought some of those hanging bead things to go in the doorway, add something of a personal touch. We didn’t really ask permission, so hopefully we won’t get told to take them down, but we *did* borrow the tape measure to get the size from our boss, so it’s not like he doesn’t know…

Nature is getting a new look too. I don’t notice it all that often but I took a look around today as I was driving home and the trees are really looking nice. The problem is, along with the trees changing color the temperature is also dropping. I added an extra blanket to my bed last night and I still woke up at one point a bit chilly. Argh.

Oh well, fall and winter will pass, and before I know it summer and the warmth it brings will be here again!

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O LORD, you have examined my heart
and know everything about me.
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You know when I sit down or stand up.
You know my every thought when far away.
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You chart the path ahead of me
and tell me where to stop and rest.
Every moment you know where I am.
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You know what I am going to say
even before I say it, LORD.
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You both precede and follow me.
You place your hand of blessing on my head.
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Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too great for me to know!
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I can never escape from your spirit!
I can never get away from your presence!
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If I go up to heaven, you are there;
if I go down to the place of the dead, you are there.
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If I ride the wings of the morning,
if I dwell by the farthest oceans,
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even there your hand will guide me,
and your strength will support me.
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I could ask the darkness to hide me
and the light around me to become night–
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but even in darkness I cannot hide from you.
To you the night shines as bright as day.
Darkness and light are both alike to you.
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You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body
and knit me together in my mother’s womb.
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Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
Your workmanship is marvelous–and how well I know it.
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You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,
as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.
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You saw me before I was born.
Every day of my life was recorded in your book.
Every moment was laid out
before a single day had passed.
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How precious are your thoughts about me, O God!
They are innumerable!
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I can’t even count them;
they outnumber the grains of sand!
And when I wake up in the morning,
you are still with me!
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O God, if only you would destroy the wicked!
Get out of my life, you murderers!
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They blaspheme you;
your enemies take your name in vain.
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O LORD, shouldn’t I hate those who hate you?
Shouldn’t I despise those who resist you?
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Yes, I hate them with complete hatred,
for your enemies are my enemies.
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Search me, O God, and know my heart;
test me and know my thoughts.
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Point out anything in me that offends you,
and lead me along the path of everlasting life.