chaz720.net - journal

May 18, 2001

It felt like spring time on this February morning, In the courtyard birds were singing your praise. I'm still recalling things you said to make me feel alright. I carried them with me today. Now, As I lay me down to sleep, This I pray. That you will hold me dear, Though I'm far away. I'll whisper your name Into the sky, And I will wake up happy. I wonder why I feel so high. Though I am not above the sorrow, Heavy hearted, Till you call my name. And it sounds like church bells, Or the whistle of a train, On a summer evening. I'll run to meet you, Barefoot barely breathing. As I lay me down to sleep, This I pray. That you will hold me dear, Though I'm far away. I'll whisper your name into the sky. And I will wake up happy. It's not too near for me. Like a flower I need the rain. Though it's not clear to me. Every season has its change. And I will see you, When the sun comes out again.

There comes an inheirent problem with making anything easier to do for yourself. As with anything, once you get used to something becoming easier and easier (assuming it's something done long enough) it is really hard to bring yourself to do it if it gets any harder. Hence the reason I haven't updated my site in about a week. I have limited access to a crappy internet connection everywhere except at work, and I can't really write entries from there. If you look, this is the longest time I've gone without updating in over a year and a half, so it finally cought my attention tonight when I was thinking about it for some reason. Maybe it came up ina conversation I had today or something, but I figured I'd get back on things again, cause I don't know why... I don't know about you, but it feels weird to not have anything for you all to read on this site. As ammusing as the opening page is, the point of the site has always been the journal since it's induction, so anyway, back to your regularly scheduled program.

I met up with Molly, Joel, Marci, Hans, and Bill and we all watched My Cousin Vinny over at Hans's house. That movie never ceases to amuse me. It's good to be back with some old friends again. As much fun as college was becoming in the last couple months (it really was despite a less than stellar first semester), I think I'm probably closer to my friends here than there. Maybe it will change, maybe it won't, who knows, and until it happens, who cares.

I got home Sunday evening and began work on Monday morning. I've been at work all week during the day 8 to 5 so time has been rough to come up with for writing (essentially) silly entries. I haven't unpacked any of my stuff. My computer is set up simply to burn cds and listen to music. Other than that, it has no internet connection so I don't have much other use for it. My cloths are hanging out of boxes on my floor in my room, all the rest of my stuff from school is in those little milk crates in my basement. I probably won't unpack them until I move back in the fall. For some reason the whole thing still feels like a vacation so I don't feel the need to unpack anything. I just got here and there is a lot of talk already about plans for moving back. Maybe it's because I don't unpack that I don't feel at home... ...probably. Well, I'll see how I feel about everything in a week.

So, speaking of work, the job at motorola is actually looking to be both interesting and challenging. It took me a couple days for me to get situated, and for clarification as to what it was exactly that I was supposed to be doing there. But now I have a pretty good idea as to what I'm shooting for. I have to help set up machines to preform tests on a future device design. and I have to develop a system to store, orginize, and standardize the scripts that are to be written to perform these tests. And more importantly, to document all the changes and standards I decide on, as well as give a presentation to the team to let them know how it is all going to work. If there is time at the end of this whole thing, I will also help write some of the scripts to test help test certain parts of the device. It all sounds very interesting (at least to me, but I'm a engineer what do I know about "interesting" stuff) and I've spent the last couple days sitting in on meetings and getting to know the procedure for how things are done, and it all appears to be orchestrated rather well. But then maybe I haven't been there long enough :P

My sleep schedule is all out of whack. (side note, ironically, taking the time to write this is setting my schedule even further out of whack) I am not finding myself tired until very late at night (early morning) and then again in the afternoon around 2pm. This can be contributed directly to the fact that I just spent the last 3 months going to sleep twice a day at those exact same times. and I guess something inside me is wired to say, hey, get your ass in bed right around then and then. I have been working all day and yet going out to see friends every night, and if I am going to live to see my next year in college I think that I had better figure some way out around that. I was trying to make it a point to stay home last night and tonight as well, but I guess my phyisical well-being took a back-seat to "eh, I'm bored" on both accounts. So right now I am simply returning a portion of my salary at motorola back to the company in the form of coffee purchases on a very regular basis. Liquid sleep as some call it, but I still just assuem get my eight hours, I would like to have more energy during the day.

Speaking of wanting to have more energy during the day. Joel and I have decided that we are going to start a running program starting Monday. We are going to run x number of miles Monday Wednesday Friday, (where x >= 4) and then maybe lift on Tuesdays and Thursdays or something I don't know exactly, but definately something to get in shape and have more energy. Something I think just about everyone could stand to do a little more of. But right now an easier way to get more energy is to go to sleep.

hmm, I mention sleep or lack there of in almost half of the entries in my journal (c/o my wonderful search script :D) I wonder if that makes me an official insomniac.

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