I am a chemist by trade, not that I don't appreciate a little Fatboy Slim. I always thought I would end up somewhere studying hemoglobin in a lab with white coats and fume hoods. What can I say, quaternary structures always did something for me. Once I got past the smell of organic/biochemistry, I was hooked.
To help kick me over, I now have some more chemicals to put in my body this week after my visit w/Jason. It is a study of opposites. Medicine to make my blood pressure lower, medicine to make my mood higher, medicine to to make my skin clearer, medicine to make my bones stronger.
I haven't been able to move past the funk lately. Everything that I would normally do to snap out of this hasn't helped. So, this is the next step. A little chemical cocktail to cure what ails you.
We are in the midst of packing to leave in the morning to take Zach to school. Keep us in your thought as we run up and down the highway.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Blankets
People feel stress in different ways. Stress to me feels like a blanket.
I am lying in bed.
Mom gets sick. Throw on a blanket.
Mom gets sicker. Throw on another blanket.
Mom gets really sick. Throw on another blanket
Work. Throw on another blanket.
Mom's funeral. Throw on another blanket
Zach graduates. Throw on another blanket.
Work. Throw on another blanket.
Work again. Throw on another blanket.
Zach gets ready to go to school. Throw on another blanket.
Work more. Throw on another blanket.
We leave for school Friday. Throw on another blanket.
I am lying in bed smothered in blankets, a stack so high that I can't move. A stack so heavy that I can't breathe. How can I get everything done if I can't get out of bed?
I am lying in bed.
Mom gets sick. Throw on a blanket.
Mom gets sicker. Throw on another blanket.
Mom gets really sick. Throw on another blanket
Work. Throw on another blanket.
Mom's funeral. Throw on another blanket
Zach graduates. Throw on another blanket.
Work. Throw on another blanket.
Work again. Throw on another blanket.
Zach gets ready to go to school. Throw on another blanket.
Work more. Throw on another blanket.
We leave for school Friday. Throw on another blanket.
I am lying in bed smothered in blankets, a stack so high that I can't move. A stack so heavy that I can't breathe. How can I get everything done if I can't get out of bed?
Monday, August 18, 2008
STP
I have spent the last 3 days messing with code pages. The 2 second version - Code pages are how a computer encodes the character set for a particular standard. Think about all of the symbols in some languages. Code pages are the behind the scenes storage mechanism that is reasonably consistent across all the vendors. We are moving our primary database from one code page to another at Thanksgiving as part of our software upgrade at work. Needless to say, I am in Frgeek Girl mode this week.
Unfortunately, the soundtrack for this project right now is STP. There is nothing like writing conversion programs with "Meat Plow" in the background. It fits what I feel like I am doing to the databases right now. I probably have another 2-3 days before I start working on a different piece of this project for a while. [New app servers are coming so hopefully new music comes with them. This will make three brand spanking new PE1950's in my rack. ]
I feel as dark as the music I am hearing in my ears right now. I can't decide if I am dark because of the music or if I was dark and chose the music to fit the mood.
Unfortunately, the soundtrack for this project right now is STP. There is nothing like writing conversion programs with "Meat Plow" in the background. It fits what I feel like I am doing to the databases right now. I probably have another 2-3 days before I start working on a different piece of this project for a while. [New app servers are coming so hopefully new music comes with them. This will make three brand spanking new PE1950's in my rack. ]
I feel as dark as the music I am hearing in my ears right now. I can't decide if I am dark because of the music or if I was dark and chose the music to fit the mood.
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