Zappp
Started: Thursday, December 21, 2000 21:10
Finished: Thursday, December 21, 2000 22:36
Nothing's gonna change
Nothing's gonna change the world
Nothing's gonna change
The world
...
And your ratings drop and you're forgotten
If they kill you on their tv
You're a martyr and a lamb of god
Nothing's gonna change the world
So much beauty.... so much content...
At times, one just has to gape in existential wonder at all the amazing things that fill this life every day. Other times, frustrations beyond anything which can accurately be described using simple language and ;quot;logic" drive the soul into the dirt, threating to blot out its very will to continue.
You took the angel away
I'll kill myself to make everybody pay
This was never my world
You took the angel away
I'll kill myself to make everybody pay
I would have told her then
She was the only thing that I could love
in this dying world
But the simple word of love itself
Already died and went away to hell
This was never my world
You took the angel away
I kill myself to make everybody pay
This was never my world
You took the angel away
I killed myself to make everybody pay
Ahum. So ... yeah, while content vulturizing a few minutes ago, I somehow became inspired to fire up a little music from the good Reverend. ;)
Let's see. Original content....
I guess the big thing today at work was that I had my first performance evaluation, conducted annually during the month of December.
Hmmm... what shall I say? Got good marks. Lots of positive comments from my manager about the work I've done since starting at this job, which felt good. I had been slightly nervous during the days leading up to it. Wasn't quite sure what to expect, or what to say. I think I sort of made a stammering idiot of myself. I often feel awkward when reacting to compliments. Nevertheless, I think it went well. Happy.
Oh, and um... in the "challenges to look forward to and prepare myself" category... Now I really need to make sure I'm on the ball with the W3C DOM, and Mozilla's implementation thereof, because there's a large steaming pile of messy JavaScript code hacked full of NS4/IE-specific features needing to be ported. And it's got my name on it. Har har har. :)
(Is it really wise to take such a gung-ho stance on a task that has the potential to be a HUGE pain in the ass? Perhaps. But somebody's gotta do it. And whoever does is sure come away from the experience with a great deal more knowledge about modern browser technology. And so, onward!)
After tomorrow, the break begins. Besides the standard Monday Christmas holiday, I'll be taking Tuesday and Wednesday off. Floating holidays must be used by the end of the year, or they are forfeited. Since I haven't used any of mine, I get a very short work week next week. (Yes, I know this pales in comparison to the monster multi-week December breaks people who are still in school get to take. I'm think I'm still in withdrawl from educational instutions in that regard.)
There are memories
There are records of thundering hooves
There are fires
There is laughter
There's the sound of a thousand hooves
Mmmm
Ride on
Through the night
Ride on
Mmm... My favorite track off Book of Secrets, I think.
Totally veering from the non-topic I was on, somebody put in a whole bunch of Loreena McKennitt stuff into the communal jukebox at work fairly recently, which has allowed me the easy opportunity to sample lots more of the music from her other works. Definitely gotta get my hands on more. Quality music. And very conducive to programming with minimal distraction. Mmmm...
So, um. After arriving home today, I watched some of the director's commentary from The Cell. The reviewer was right. That guy is a FAST talker. He just sits there spitting out gobs of info on every shot, faster than light, and even still, it feels like he's struggling to keep up with the movie. lol.
Part way through it, my brain was feeling rather minced, so I hit stop and immediately went unconscious. (My short sleep schedule lately probably had something to do with it.) Woke up later, and some cereal, and... started typing this.
Now, I think I'll zone out. Maybe see if my brain can handle a bit more of that commentary before I sleep again. End of rambling.