Burn it Off

my self-inflicted panopticon failed.

4.13.2005

interest

got a call on monday (answering machine) responding to a job application i sent in a month ago (before i even quit)...but for another job. i applied to an electrical engineering job aimed towards designing medical...not diagnostic...surveilance equipment? i dunno...my minds gone to shit lately, can't think of the word i want (too much resin fumes inhaled without a respirator). but yeah, they actually decided to outsource the EE part of it in the end (not a bad idea) but they called me because they're interested in my SOFTWARE engineering background, mainly signal analysis, which i know lots about. should actually be relatively easy since the signals i'll be analyzing will be at like, 10 Hz (heartbeat) instead of 10 GHz (cell phone). i'm kinda psyched to use Matlab and C++ again...ironically. i hated all types of coding for the most part...but right now i need a fuckin' challenge. i did like Matlab, though...every new thing i learned on it amazed me.

another thing? once it's build (estimated 9 months) it would be a good time to leave if i want, haha. i'm actually liking the idea of having a hundred jobs in ten years...would make my resume...interesting...but that won't matter once i start a business, now will it....

soooo i have two companies intersted in me right now. just waiting for them to get back to me for an interview appointment. still have two leads from an old boss that i haven't pursued...they wanted me to snail mail a resume and cover sheet...i finally broke down and got a printer off craigslist. nifty little thing (photo quality, prints on CD's directly...epson stylus photo r200 if you're intersted) for $50...mostly new, ink about 2/3rds full. just realized, this is the first printer I'VE ever owned. *sigh*...oh Jake, how i miss thee. or NINJa...which stood for "something something NOT Jake". dumbasses. speaking of which i can't find my W-2 from columbia Acis. fuckall. gotta file for extension. but now, now i can print shit. not that i'll print much, but my mom can also use it for work (so she can work at home some).

and the blog comment (seen a lotta those)...i don't blog nearly enough as i used to. i remember my last template (still at columbia) was set up so that there was a big block for each DAY, newest first, and within each day the posts were arranged oldest first...because i really would post more than once in a day on many days. not so much anymore. the most important thing to me about this blog now is that people read it *shrugs*. i got to the end of 'the dark tower' finally (stephen king) and in the author's note he mentioned that it's only because of the readers that the story survived. same deal...i check my stats and see 35 hits a day...and i'm like...wow...i better give them something. i haven't been very good about keeping in touch with too many people (or...anybody) from columbia. spoots says i've "moved on" (as christian did) and i kind of have...but it's painful. random IM conversations, an email every month or so, a drunken phone call from NYC...but people still read my blog...so i enjoy writing. even if you don't comment (Bastards).

me, personally...i don't read blogs compulsively anymore. before, that was just one'a the things i checked when i sat down at the computer...now i check them every couple days (usually not less than once a week) out of sheer curiosity. not boredom like it used to be in college...i honestly have a lot to do with my time these days. even unemployed, haha. surfboards, raimi, surf, ultimate, home improvement, finally picked up the guitar again...i feel like using the computer wastes sunlight. i generally sit down at night when i'm about to go to sleep. so different from college...and i don't miss it. what i DO miss is the challenge, the learning, the discovering...and i'm trying to find that in a job now. if i can't...plan B is to go back to school and try and get into research. maybe here, maybe elsewhere. haven't gotten that far yet.

the roots are sprouting. digging deeper. i like that feeling.


that was a novel...just like old times.


thanks for reading


*kiss*

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